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That is not dead which can eternal lie (Ele & Qedesha) | When Rain left, Annemarie's smile faded from her face like a light switch had been turned off. One moment she was silky, seductive, and sweet enough to put a diabetic into shock the next, she was like marble, her body unnaturally still as she considered her predicament. Absentmindedly, she ran the tip of her tongue against the back of a fang, finally stirred into motion by the sight of her belongings laid out so carefully on a work table that had been brought into the cave.Archaeologists, she mused, as she began to collect her more precious artifacts. Working a cleverly concealed latch on a side table, she reveled a hidden drawer, which contained a drawstring bag. it jingled when she flopped it carelessly on the table, and she absently wondered if the coins within would worth anything. She was going to need modern money and accouterments if she wanted blend in and, above all else, survive.She resumed her stock still pose, her nude form still highlighted by the work lights on the floor, which she had neither picked up nor turned off, and thought long and hard about her next move.Paris, she decided. She had, at one time, had connections and wealth there. It was possible someone who had known her then would be able to provide what she needed and help her get established in a new identity. Obviously, she would take the mortal with her. She had knowledge of the modern world Annemarie desperately needed, and she would make a convenient snack while they traveled. And if she became tiresome, there were ways of ensuring her compliance until she was no longer needed.Annemarie barely stirred as she heard her newest pet returning, the heavier sound of her footsteps indicating that she was carrying some kind of load. When she finally did turn around, the soft, alluring smile was back on her face, and she leaned a hip on the side table, letting Rain come to her."You've brought quite the bundle. Very good. Let's see if there's anything in there that's salvageable." |
That is not dead which can eternal lie (Ele & Qedesha) | Rain dumped the huge bundle on the table, then blinked as something clinked underneath it. She felt underneath, pulling out the old, musty bag and opening it."Oh my," she said softly, tilting it to examine the coins inside. "These are... well... wow. I know at least three museums that would seriously consider killing for these, and a couple coin collectors as well. Wait... this... this is an early sestertius! It's not even worn!"The clothes were a rather odd mixture, a hint at Rain's pack rat nature. Some were obviously elderly, stuff from her teens that only just fit her. The majority were typical college teen wear... a range of jeans, a range of tshirts, a couple of jackets, and a few more sophisticated tops. There was some evening wear for special occasions, a rather nice pair of dresses and some suitable shoes. And then of course a full range of lingerie, Rain's real personal luxury. To someone from the middle ages it was no doubt weird in cut and design. |
That is not dead which can eternal lie (Ele & Qedesha) | Annemarie was only half listening to Rain, though she glanced once at the coin she seemed so excited about. She murmured, in a half distracted fashion, as she went back to rifling through the clothes Rain had brought, "One of the hazards of living as long as I have dear you eventually end up with money you can't spend because no one knows what it's worth anymore."The only thing that looked remotely recognizable as clothing were the dresses, and even those were cut oddly. "You seem to have collected a lot of men's clothing." Distraction was setting back in she could feel the oncoming dawn, like a warning in her head, drawing nearer and nearer, and while she could survive in the sun light for a short time, if she had to, it was never pleasant and it would drain a good portion of the strength she had regained.Finally, in exasperation, she simply shoved the pile at Rain, "Pick me something. And do we have transportation? If I have to spend another day trapped in this infernal cave, I shall become irritated." |
That is not dead which can eternal lie (Ele & Qedesha) | IT was amazing, the human ability to take a world changing situation and made it commonplace. She was trapped in a cave with an ancient blood drinking 'monster', a creature that could kill her as easily as break a cheese straw, based on the strength she'd experienced. And suddenly it was fine, almost commonplace.The fact that the 'monster' was a stunningly beautiful woman was a help, of course. Rain was trying not to explore what that meant about her own interests, quite aside from why she was suddenly willing to help her.Still, it meant that she'd had time to think. She picked up a pair of her pants, her largest pair considering the woman generally had a bigger frame than her, and stared at the vampire thoughtfully."You can't go out in the sunlight, can you. So that much of the mythology is true. I'm about the only person in the camp that would willingly help you... god only knows why... which means that you need me a lot more than I need you. Irritated or not, how do I know you won't kill me the moment we get somewhere safe?"Her stare was challenging. Perhaps it was another flare of her fiery Irish heritage, or perhaps it was just the final snarl of a fox cornered by the hounds, but she was suddenly flying on wings of conflicted bravery. |
That is not dead which can eternal lie (Ele & Qedesha) | Annemarie seemed momentarily taken aback by Rain's sudden challenge, but the surprise that flickered on her face was tinged with something else a sudden appreciation, perhaps? In any case, the smile that curled the corner of her mouth was impish, and her bright green eyes flashed with a hint of the monster that lay underneath."You may not have been the only member of your camp that was wiling to help me, my pretty," she said, in the same velvet tones she had used earlier, her fingertips reaching out to brush the hair back from Rain's face, nails caressing her cheek. "However, the others are, in we are being euphemistic, in no position to answer my call for aid, having assisted me in a much more pressing matter earlier in the evening."Her hand wandered to the back of Rain's neck and she drew the mortal in with that irresistible strength of an ages old daughter of the night, her impression of power helped by the few inches of height she had on her prey, and her voice dropped into an almost honey laden coo. "I need you, my dear. It is quite simple. You are, quite unequivocally, an advantage to my immediate survival. And I always follow my own best interests."She leaned in closer, her lips nearly brushing Rain's ear, her voice a whisper of wind across delicate flesh, "Make no mistake, you are not, however, required. While I offer no guarantees about what the future might bring, your other option is to join your friends here and now. Are we understood, my pet?" This close it was impossible not to feel the power of what she was. It practically thrummed across the small space separating the two of them. She smelled faintly of cinnamon, and a fainter, coppery smell that may not be immediately identifiable. |
That is not dead which can eternal lie (Ele & Qedesha) | Rain was far from stupid. She could feel the power, and Annemarie's strong grip and threat laden sugary tones simply magnified the almost palpable sensation. She wasn't surprised... like many in the modern world she'd been vaguely interested in various supernatural concepts and mythologies, and her archeological studies had brought her into contact with some of the more obscure ones, and a lot more history of the more common ones... understanding the past had brought with it an understanding of the superstitions. The idea that an ancient vampire would be more powerful the older it was simply made sense.What surprised her was her exhilaration. The woman's strength, her piercing gaze, the very real danger she was in surged her entire body in a way she'd never felt before. Adrenaline coursed through her veins, washing her mind in hormones that basically made her drunk. She felt her mouth go dry, her breathing quicken and her heart race in ways that must be audible to the beautiful creature's enhanced hearing. Her cheeks flushed, and even more startling she felt a familiar warmth in her stomach, and an almost embarrassing throb between her legs as part of her responded in a very unexpected way.The revelation as to why the camp was so quiet was somewhat sobering, but not enough to counter the powerful thrill that she was already becoming addicted to. Like any addict she had to push the envelope slightly further."There are others, aren't there? Like you? I wonder how they would respond to the knowledge that you're alive and awake... and stuck here in this cave, facing another sunrise, surrounded by gun wielding cops the moment people find the bodies."She swallowed nervously, hoping she hadn't gone to far, continuing quickly."I'll help you. I'll do whatever you say. Just... remember that I am helping you, and will continue to help you. This is a very, very different world to the one you went to sleep in. You'll need me."She hesitated, not wanting to break the focused power of their contact... but finally held up the jeans."Women wear stuff like this these days. They're comfortable." |
That is not dead which can eternal lie (Ele & Qedesha) | Annemarie was not, despite her power, foolish or reckless. One did not live as long as she had, even discounting her extended sleep, by making hasty decisions the mess left behind at the camp was a problem, and one of the reasons she was in a hurry to leave, but she couldn't really be blamed for that. The thirst trumped all other concerns, especially when it became that strong.Still, the girl had a point. If she became trapped in this cave by mortals, she was in very real danger. She did not yet know enough about this modern world to know if she could successfully escape. She did need the girl, and apparently the girl was astute enough to realize just how badly. She could also hear and, to her own amusement, smell just how aroused the mortal was becoming.She nodded finally, when Rain finished speaking, and placed a delicate kiss on the girl's cheek. "Then we understand each other. Now, do we have transportation, my dear? Dawn is approaching, and, as you said, it wouldn't do for us to be trapped in this cave." She placed no particular emphasis on the word us, but her implication, that they were now in this together, was quite clear.She took the jeans, and tugged them on being button fly, she figured out how to close them, and she took the shirt that Rain offered her next. It was most likely comical watching her struggle to figure out which way the shirt went on, but in the end she was clothed, even if the whole outfit looked like it had been painted on.She gathered up her belongings, the ones she planned to take with them, while Rain got dressed, and they left the cave together, the mortal and the vampire, walking down to the camp. The cars they had used to bring them out were there, lined up a neat, if somewhat dusty, row, and another one of those comical moments ensued while Annemarie simply stared at the vehicle, as if waiting for a magic footman to appear and open the door to the carriage. Eventually they were off, Rain driving, Annemarie musing at the scenes out the window. As they left, Annemarie said, "Just take us towards Paris. I will tell you when we need to stop and seek cover." |
That is not dead which can eternal lie (Ele & Qedesha) | Rain was concentrating... driving wasn't something she had a huge amount of experience of, road rules here were different in unexpected ways, and she really didn't know where she was going. The lingering sensation of the light kiss on her cheek also preyed on her mind somewhat, although she was quite sure there was less meaning than a simple gesture from the ancient vampire."The police will be looking for the car from the moment they find the camp. Communication travels a lot faster these days. I took Andre's car... it'll probably take a bit longer for them to figure out it's missing, nobody really liked him. I also have an idea there..."She was looking for a car that looked like it didn't move much as they eventually found a small village, silent in the dark hours of the morning. Suddenly, a gift beyond her wildest dreams... an ancient panel van with a missing wheel, tucked in beside a shop wall, covered with dust and a healthy layer of rust. She brought the car to a juddering halt then leaped out with a screwdriver.Ten minutes vigorous work gave the old van a set of brand new plates, and their stolen car the van's identity. She pulled away in a hurry, diving down any road that looked like it would lead to a highway, and following any sign her faltering french suggested led to the city."What kind of cover do we need? A bedroom? A basement?" she asked, starting to eye the buildings they passed for something suitable... perhaps a bed and breakfast, perhaps an old warehouse. |
That is not dead which can eternal lie (Ele & Qedesha) | Annemarie had also been watching the buildings for something suitable, as as they passed a field on the outskirts of yet another small village, she pointed to the abandoned looking barn set just off the road. "There."she had Rain drive close to the building and then she got out. The rusted chain binding the doors shut was easy enough to deal with the wood of the doors gave way before the chain, but the result was the same. She pulled the doors open, and after Rain had carefully maneuvered the car inside, closed them. She checked the roof carefully, it had holes in it, but they would be easy enough to avoid. She could drape one of the tarps left over from the barn's earlier existence over the car windows and sleep inside.Once the tarp was in place , and she was satisfied no light would penetrate to her sleeping form, she turned once more to the woman who was, for whatever reason, helping her. She crooked her finger at Rain in a come hither gesture, and when the mortal came within reach, she took hold of one arm, and wound her other hand into a fistful of Rain's hair pulling her head to one side. "Thank you," she said simply, and bit down.It was heaven, bliss as the blood erupted into her mouth. Such sweet flavors. She could feel Rain's arousal growing again, and pressed her back against the car, stealing the warmth of her body while she stole the blood from her throat. |
That is not dead which can eternal lie (Ele & Qedesha) | Rain squeaked as her head was pulled to one side, squirmed briefly as she felt the mouth on her neck and the sharp pain of the bite... and then dreamy bliss, washing out and down her spine, leaving her languid and pliant. It was like every sensual warmth she'd ever felt, from a hot bath on a cold day to the warmth of a lover's sleeping body, all wrapped up into one moment.She certainly felt arousal erupt within her, and she was acutely aware of her heart pounding even as it struggled against the loss of the precious vitae. She pressed against the vampiress' cool, strong body with sudden desire, feeling it warm as her own cooled slightly, head tilted back and eyes fluttering shut as strength and energy left her.She was drained at the end, as exhausted as a runner after a marathon. Her body felt heavy, and she stumbled to one side when she was released, bracing herself against the car. She struggled to think as the bliss slowly faded, her head like cotton wool from the serious drain."I, er... uh..." she mumbled. |
That is not dead which can eternal lie (Ele & Qedesha) | Annemarie smiled at the girls somewhat stunned expression, and reached out to draw her back in, smoothing the hair from her face and murmuring into her ear. "You've done very well, my pet. I'm very proud of you." She might have even meant some of it, but as far as Annemarie was concerned, it was simply another piece of the puzzle of keeping Rain with her. To Annemarie's way of thinking, if the girl felt appreciated and valuable, she would be more likely to think that she necessary, and less likely to run away. It was an old game, one she had played many times with many mortals over the centuries.She took advantage of the girl's semi stunned condition to catch her by the chin, and planted a slow and, surprisingly, tender kiss upon her lips. Her tongue licked lightly at Rain's lips, as if encouraging her to open her mouth. |
That is not dead which can eternal lie (Ele & Qedesha) | Rain was innocent in a number of ways... not entirely inexperienced, just a novice when it came to certain attentions. She knew she was at least slightly interested in other women that way, but the sum total of her experiences was some drunken fumbling in the lesbian club she'd finally plucked up the courage to enter.This was a whole new level of intensity. Still under the warm, subduing influence of the bite, she simply melted into the kiss, leaning into Annemarie's arms, eyes shut as a new warmth rushed through her. |
That is not dead which can eternal lie (Ele & Qedesha) | Annemarie pressed her advantage, and slipped her tongue past Rain's unresisting lips. In the process, she sliced it open along one of her fangs so that some of her own blood ran dribbling into Rain's mouth, and she held the kiss long enough that the other woman would be forced to swallow it. Her hands, in the meantime, explored the new prize she'd been presented with, and found it to be as firm and delightfully feminine as she had thought.She broke the kiss, finally, when her tongue healed of it's own accord, and pulled her head back to regard the young woman in her arms. She had, it seemed, chosen well. She was going to make a delightful pet. Her thirst sated, Annemarie had other, more pressing needs. Running her hands along Rain's sides, she caught the edges of her t shirt and lifted, pulling it off over head head to reveal the firm, pert breasts that lay under it. She cupped one of them, briefly, her palm grazing the nipple just to feel it stiffen, and watched Rain's eyes as she did so.Her voice almost a purr, she said, "Why don't you get the rest of those off, hmm pet?" |
That is not dead which can eternal lie (Ele & Qedesha) | The taste of vampiric blood was almost as addictive as its supernatural effect. The first, startling tang of copper was washed away by a sort of sparkle on her tongue, warm and tingling, as if she'd somehow taken a mouthful of the gleam of light from a pile of gold. She swallowed reflexively and then arched as the warmth cascaded through her.She wasn't aware of the shift, but it was there... the subtle adjustment of the world around her, the way everything faded ever s slightly into the background, somehow lesser than the woman cradling her. The supernatural blood spread through her rapidly, she could almost feel the power charging her despite the languid drain she'd been subject to.Under the heightened senses of the first taste of vampiric blood the touch of her already sensitive nipples was enough to stop her breathing for a moment. The gentle instruction, heightened by the aftershocks of the erotic touch and the warm, seductive tones of her voice, was irresistable. She found herself fumbling at her jeans, pushing them and her underwear down, the cloth bunching around one ankle as she stepped out and left herself naked. |
That is not dead which can eternal lie (Ele & Qedesha) | Annemarie had not wasted the time her dazed plaything spent getting undressed. She slipped out of her own, slightly too small, clothes and tossed them negligently n the ground, before pulling Rain back to her. The dawn was upon them, and Annemarie guided Rain into the back of the car, closing them in a world of total darkness, save for the faintest hazy gray that showed through thinner patches in the tarp.She stretched out on the backseat, and pulled her new pet to her, wrapping her arms around the women protectively. As the dawn claimed her consciousness she murmured, "Sleep, pet. The evening will be on us soon." Fifty kilometers away and four hours later, Detective Martin Vercelli stood looking down at the bodies of a student archaeological team. all of them apparently killed in the same manner. He looked askance at the medical examiner, "Say that again?"The woman shrugged, "They are all, without exception, drained completely of blood."The detective looked at her, still a bit disbelieving. "How do you drain," he asked, checking his notes," fourteen human bodies of blood without leaving a mark on any of them?""The better question, Detective," the coroner countered, "is what happened to all the blood?" She left him with that puzzle and went back to work."Martin?" His aide approached, a sturdy, solid man named Franco that Martin had worked with for several years. "We're missing one.""What?""Since this group is from France, we pulled the border records. There were fifteen people in this group, not fourteen. And there's a car missing."Martin glanced at the photo his partner handed him. "Pretty girl. You sure she's not here somewhere?""We're expanding our search, but so far nothing."Martin nodded, with a sigh. "This was easier when we thought they were all dead.""Tell me about it." In Paris, another group was receiving similar information. "Someone woke her up, it would appear."Pierre Legrande was a tall man, with dark hair and blue eyes that held approximately the same warmth as a pair of ice chips. He looked down at the report that had been handed him, and then back at the other man. "Have you shown this to anyone else?""No sir. I felt it should go through you, before the council was informed."Pierre nodded, "Very well. And Luke?" he added, as the other turned away.Turning back expectantly, Luke's eyes shot wide open as Pierre plunged a knife deep into his chest, piercing his heart. "Let's keep just between us, shall we?"He waited as the other man collapsed to the floor, the light fading from his eyes. "Clean that up," he said indifferently to the pair of security guards waiting by the door. As they moved forward, he turned back to his desk, considering his next move. If Annemarie was indeed awake, it was going to seriously disturb the balance of power in Western Europe. He would have to act to prevent that. |
Long Live the King (BBC's Merlin) | Even though he was no longer a boy, Arthur still took the steps two at a time when his father summoned him.The old king had mellowed with age somewhat, his ages smoothing over like a river rock, but his son still hated to risk his ire. Uther would never hit the boy, had never laid a hand on him but for his few moments of gentleness, but the old man was still capable of finding punishments. At this age, striking would probably do little good, what with the son sharing the father's stubbornness. Punishment or not, Arthur had hurried from training the knights to answer his father's summons, the stink of young men in dirt and layers of armour and cloth clinging to him.Maybe it would do the old king good: over the last fortnight, his health had taken a sudden and surprising turn for the worse. Uther had blamed the cold, the food, something in the wine, everything he could but the obvious and Arthur knew it was simply age.Funny, the thought of old age creeping up on his father, a death like the slow crumbling of cities. Arthur had never imagined that death for the warrior king, the slow falling apart of a body in decline because Nature and the Heavens willed that man would not live forever. He'd expected poisoning or battle or maybe even Morgana losing her temper on the poor men , but this slow decay over the years? Not even Uther was prepared for that.Arthur nodded to the guards standing at attention near the king's study, his face tinged pink from the cold and exertion. Old, paranoid bastard, he thought, not unkindly and tucked his helmet under his arm. Something... something was off. He knew it the moment when he stepped into the cold, stony room with its heavy furniture that Uther sometimes took his appointments in to keep them short. It was too quiet. Too still. ??Father? ? Arthur said carefully, voice small in the stillness, more like a little boy's than a prince.His body knew. His body knew before his mind did, because his mind refused to believe in his father's mortality as he glided over to the slumped form of his father, his heavy cape swishing around his booted feet as he moved, hand out stretched. No. No, Father was just sleeping. He was an old man who still pushed himself and old men, even his father, got exhausted. Certainly he wouldn't ?? hecouldn'tdie. Arthur touched his hand and jerked back like he'd been burned by the cold of a body that was no longer a body, but a ??A corpse.In a fog much colder than any temperature he had ever known, Arthur returned to the doors with all the grace of a man whose legs had been replaced with wood and, in a voice he could not recognize, told the guard to fetch the physician and the priest. The king was dead. Who was saying that with all that control, with no waver to his voice? Certainly not Arthur, who had just been orphaned in between the time his father had sent down for him and now. The prince turned back, closing the heavy, wooden doors behind him, the sound of them shutting not registering in his mind. Again, he approached the king, slow and wary like a dog that had been beaten. Like a little boy chastised. Who was controlling his body? Certainly not him: he could no longer feel his legs, but when he touched his father's thinning hair, he could feel that. ??The King is dead, ? he repeated hollowly, nervous fingers smoothing his father's hair, his collar, brushing invisible lint from the rich fabric now that the man could no longer see his son's affection for him as ? as what, a weakness? Arthur tried anger. Tried to reach for the thought 'he was never there', but he could not. All he could do was crumple: his shoulders dropped, his helmet fell from his hands and the son pulled what used to be his father to him and sobbed, alone in that dark, draughty room made of stone.The king was dead.Long live the new king. |
Long Live the King (BBC's Merlin) | Gaius had been summoned and Merlin was quick to follow. The king was dead?! That did not seem possible. Uther seemed far too invincible for this to be true. How could it be? He just could not fathom the thought that King Uther could actually no longer be. How could that happen? That man was so strong. He was so very hard to ever beat. He, much like Arthur, imagined him to be killed by a physical opponent not old age. Their King was so very strong. Obviously, he was not immortal. The mood in even the hallway showed him this was not just some false alarm.Watching the white haired man gingerly walk into the room, Merlin kept back. Arthur would need time to mourn. He doubted the blond would wish to even see him. Why would he want to? He was merely a servant. Nothing more to the prin King. King Arthur. That The ring to it was nice, yet the reason was so very bitter. Bitter sweet. He truly did not like this at all. He knew Arthur would be a good King, but he also knew that it must be horrible that he lost his Father. He could relate. Losing his father. Being an orphan since his mother passed on a few years back, he knew what it was like to feel so suddenly alone, but why would Arthur care about his opinion?In all the years he had been at Arthur s side, the man still did not seem to trust him as much as he should. That something he was hiding probably did not help him at all. The raven haired male kept to himself, heart racing as he waited to see Arthur. He wanted to help him. He had to. He just did not know how to! What could he do? There was not much that he could do other than be there for him. Other than that, what use would he be? He would not let him be alone. That would only make matters worse. Being alone in this time, would be bad. |
Long Live the King (BBC's Merlin) | ??Gaius. ? In the time the old physician had taken to come up to the kin the former king's study, Arthur had stitched up the pain like a battlefield's wound: quickly, carelessly and with the posibility of becoming something nastier later. No. No, it wouldn't. He'd seen the results of a leader being poisoned by grief. He wouldn't let it happen to him. And Gaius had brought Merlin. Fantastic. ??Thank you for responding so quickly. ? Gaius. Now there was someone who had outlasted too many people. Hadn't his father been older than the physician? He could not think of Gaius as younger, especially as the old man curled in on himself as he bowed, head turned towards Uther's body. Maybe the ancient physician would out live him. ??Sire, ? he said, rheumy hands twisting in front of him. ??Shall I check fo ? ??I do not believe it was an assassination, Gaius, ? Arthur responded levely, body turned slightly from his father's... his father's corpse . ??You may certainly run your tests, but I had hoped to speak with you about the living. Before the priest shows. ? Instead of the old man, though, he turned his eyes straight on Merlin, the first time really looking at him since the two had come in. ??I know my father's ... stance on magic. But I also know you have connexions with those who still practice. ? He swallowed down a gulp of air, chest expanding nervously he had always hopped that the dead did not mettle so much in the affairs of the living, but maybe his father's anger had yet to disappate ?? and said, ??I wish for you to ... contact the druids. Tell them that their new king would appreciate they pay their respects at the old king's funeral, Gaius. They will be under my protection. ? The whole time, his eyes stayed on Merlin, because Arthur wasn'tstupid. ??I must tell Morgana. Please, ask the priest to hold off last rites before I return. And Merlin, ? he added, grasping for normalacy. ??I expect my clothes for the funeral will be properly handled tonight. Hopefully, your years of service will allow you to do this one thing right. ? And with that, the new king turned on his heel, cape spining out behind him, and fled as slowly as possible from the room his father had breathed his last in, alone. Morgana and Gw and hermaid's weeping would be picked up by the castle women and Merlin would not see Arthur until much later that evening. |
Long Live the King (BBC's Merlin) | Merlin hated to see Arthur in such a state. Yes, to most who viewed him, he would look normal. Composed. Strong. To him? The man who had been serving him for all these years? He could tell else wise. He was broken shattered. He hated to see him like that. That look in his eyes that told him their new king was truly feeling the ache of losing his father. Understandably so, as well. They had their differences, but both men were close as father and son could be, especially a royal father and son. They were never openly affectionate, but the love was still there. It was no wonder that Arthur was so hurt. Not that he would tell him, nor try to comfort him unless given some sort of sign that he needed it. He did not wish to hurt his pride as well as his heart.Nodding to the man, he gave a soft, I will try to do my best, sir and then waited for the other to leave. Exchanging a brief glance with Gaius, he soon turned to make his leave as well. The clothes were not going to get themselves to his lord s chambers. The new King. King Arthur. He had awaited this day for so very long, but that did not make this any better to know just why he was king. He was positive that had it been assassins, or in battle, taking the former king s death would have been easier. There would have been one to be angry at. Now? It was just nature.The evening came all too quickly and Merlin had done as told. He had the pri King s clothes neatly laid out on top of his bed, ready to be dressed to the man s form. Merlin stayed in the room, waiting for Arthur to come back from his errands and would be sure that his friend would be all right. Yes, he viewed him as a friend. He knew that it was frowned upon, but Arthur treated him fairly, especially in the recent years. He paced back and forth in the room, impatient to see if the man would be all right. |
Long Live the King (BBC's Merlin) | There was something... real about death, wasn't there? Arthur had thought he'd go for days without eating in grief, but the demands of his still very much alive body didn't go away because they didn't fit in with his idea of mourning. So he had taken a hasty meal in Morgana's rooms because his stomach had been dully empty after the good part of the day had been spent running around the castle, taking care of things that his father could no longer see to. The meat, cold remains of lunch, had tasted of sawdust, as had the wine and the conversation with Morgana, who spoke no more than three words.They were both orphans now, but she had experienced the loss twice. Arthur had wanted to saysomething, but he had been incapable of doing more than taking her hand. As he left, he'd said a few words to Gwen to take care of her mistress.Gwen hadn't met his eyes.The room was well lit when he let himself in, the fire at a painfully cheery level. For some reason, he had thought the world would stop, would slow when a king like his father died, but the fire was no sombre pile of embers and ash, the candles still twisted slowly and warmly, and even the weather outside was mild for this time of year. Arthur headed straight for the clothes left on his bed, calloused fingers touching material: linen, of course, since mourning clothes were not meant to be luxurious, but soft none the less, carefully maintained by Merlin's skilful hands.Arthur finally looked to Merlin, the corners of his mouth and eyes taut. ??It seems you've been promoted, Merlin ? he said hoarsely, trying for the cocky drawl he had only had that morning when he'd complained of the man's armour buffing skills. ??How does it feel to be the king's manservant not just the prince's? ? His fingers began to pluck at the string of his cape, undoing the knot deftly. He had no reason to give Merlin a verbal command: they'd been together for so many years, Merlin would recognize and adapt to his routine without direction. ??You will accompany me to the wake. I trust you're capable enough to tend the candles. ? |
Long Live the King (BBC's Merlin) | Once the doors opened, Merlin s pacing stopped. He stood still where he had been, his eyes staying with the blond while he entered the room. He truly looked like hell washed over him and then some, didn t it? He hated to see Arthur in this manner. He had never seen it. Well, no, there had been very few times when the man looked like that, but it was never to this extent. Never so horribly broken. That was horrible. He felt like he was going to crumble in the man s place. He could not. He had to stay strong. If Arthur could, he would as well. He had to. There was no doubt whatsoever that he could manage to keep himself together. Oh yes, promoted. He agreed, giving the blond a simple little nod. I feel regal just standing beside you. Merlin stated, trying to get a bit of his own wit in there. He almost wished to comment about how Arthur would not be ready, but that would be far too inappropriate. He did not want that to happen. He was all right with just stopping at his words.Moving over to the blond, he held his hand out to catch the cape before it fell to the ground, or before prompted to do such a thing. Yes, sir. I will try to not set the castle on fire. He said, giving a half smile to try and get a smile out of the man as well. Just a little one? A half laugh? Anything to show him that the other was going to be all right. Anything. A sign to help him feel like Arthur would snap back in a few days, go back to the man that was so very full of himself, but managed to just barely not have Merlin smother him in his sleep. |
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Decades of Desire (HP rp) (Qedesha and Vicodin) | Fail after fail grade was passed out towards the Gryffindor class. Unfortuantely for them, it was not because Snape was in a bad mood. Well, it was partially that. It was also because Snape had given the class only 5 minutes to study. The test that was given had 60 questions on it, and studying 60 questions in 5 minutes was nearly impossible. Severus Snape lingered by the door, passing out the tests to the students, surprised when he handed out a passing grade to a student, but he remembered that this student was an overachiever, so the student probably read the book before, and read it again within the testing time. Severus closed the door behind him and sat down at his desk. He opened a compartment underneath the desk and pulled out a picture, the picture of Lily. It was enclosed in a gold picture frame. Snape looked at the picture, and pushed some of his black hair out of his face. "Mudblood!" His voice shouted in his head. Severus ran his hand through his hair, feeling his heart being ripped in two, and this happened every day.Severus opened up his door when his Slytherin class was supposed to attend, and he kept the demeanor that he usually did around students, the illusion that he was fine. Slytherin students would openly mock him if they saw him holding a picture of a Mudblood. "Attention class." He said. "I am going to be giving you all a test on the material that you should have read yesterday. Page 130 to 150." The class looked alarmed, but knew they couldn't argue. "If there are any questions, you may approach my desk." It was then that Snape sat down. |
Decades of Desire (HP rp) (Qedesha and Vicodin) | Vanity Grayle. One of the tallest girls in the class, slender, with a frame that looked far too delicate, and skin that was so pale it was almost translucent. She was probably archtypical of the rest of the school's view of a typical Slytherin... manipulative, willing to do whatever it took to claw her way ahead, and far too coldly clever for comfort.She was, ironically, always rather primly turned out. High collars, long skirts, neat robes that never had a wrinkle, hair either combed into stern obedience or firmly tied back into a severe ponytail. Her ponytail bobbed as she approached the desk, book held open and ready before her."Professor Snape?"Her voice was as smooth as as molasses on silk. It tended to make the male libido sit up and take notice."I don't really understand what this ingredient brings to the range of potions here. Surely it would just neutralise the aconite?"She held the book out, large dark eyes gazing at him with a hint of secret meaning. |
Decades of Desire (HP rp) (Qedesha and Vicodin) | Snape looked at the book that was put in front of him, and he then looked up at the girl that was asking the question. Vanity, the girl that had the highest grade in his class. Much to the other house's chagrin, he gave her the highest grade because she always managed to find some way to get her competition to either mess up their potion, or be absent on the day of making one. She was perfection in this class, which didn't surprise him when she pointed out the one ingredient that was supposed to be put in last.Snape turned the book around so that Vanity could see the directions. After stirring the concoction 25 times counter clockwise, that was when you added the other ingredient. That is what said in the directions. He had a small smile on her face as he stared her down. "There you go Vanity, problem solved." He replied, in a tone of mock sympathy. Just because she was a good student, didn't mean that he wouldn't make fun of his own students. Potter was gone, he wanted to make fun of all students now. "Be aware that you have 3 minutes to gather your ingredients before you make your potion. You have 50 minutes to make your potion." |
Decades of Desire (HP rp) (Qedesha and Vicodin) | She gazed at the book, her face expressing her doubt at the question being answered. There was a definite sense of submission with her, or at least the impression of it, as she nodded quickly."I hope I don't make a mistake, Professor," she said with a teasing mix of archness and demureness. "What is the punishment for getting it wrong today?"She was leaning against the desk, her book clutched to her chest in a symbolic shield, her eyes dipping to glance at his book before returning to his in mock innocence over a strong, meaningful stare. |
Decades of Desire (HP rp) (Qedesha and Vicodin) | Snape had not expected this girl to be so... What was the word, provocative around him. "The punishment for getting it wrong is a failing grade of course." Snape replied, not exactly liking the tone that the girl was setting at his desk. "Please sit down Ms. Grayle. If you have any more questions, you can ask them, but you are slowly running the time that you get for the test, out." Snape then closed his book and waited for her to walk away from the desk. He then sighed out of relief when she did so. Vanity was such a beautiful woman... And she seemed to act like the perfect stereotype of a Slytherin, that he found himself turned on by her. But he couldn't show that, so he stayed in his seat, waiting for his bulge to subside, while the class did their test. |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | Barbara felt Dick pulling her closer to him and she said to him,"I'd love to move in here with you,Bruce,and Alfred,but I'm not sure if my father will let me move in here or not,and thanks again for asking me to marry you too Dick. These clues lead to Posion Ivy daughter,Mr. Freeze son,and her body guard Bane,but her body guard is too hard to defeat but I'm not sure if we could defeat them all over again or not Dick,oh well we'll figure the enemy next plan is going to be." |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | Dick was unusually calm, something that Bludhaven had taught him. Bane was a very dangerous problem, and he thought on what Barbara had said. "Perhaps we should focus on Bane first. Neutralizing him may make it easier to get the others." |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | Barbara said to Dick,"How can we neturalize Bane first of all,any bright ideas you have in mind to deal with Bane first hmm Dick.?" Barbara continued on doing her research on the computer and she sits down on the chair and tries to figure out away to neturalize Bane first of all. |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | "Bane is strong, but he is slow. Hit and move is our best bet. Also, he does not have the healing he originally had with the Venom, so attacking his limbs will neutralize him some. As for the plan itself, without Bane, they will have to move things up or either abort or postpone and a sped up timetable will leave them more vulnerable. As for your daddy.. perhaps if we tell him together we can make it easier on him." |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | Barbara said to Dick,"I do see your point their that your right that Bane doesn't have much power without venom. And sure we'll both tell my dad that were engage to each other and it would be a lot easier on him too,but when should we tell him this news hmm.?" |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | "I think that as soon as possible would be best." Dick suddenly hugged her, wanting to feel her against his body tightly. |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | Barbara looked at Dick and she felt him hugging her tightly against his body,and she said to Dick,"I'll call my father right now then once when we return back to the main floor of the mansion ok." |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | Dick smiled and handed her his cell. "Bruce made certain that it could not be traced so your dad will be safe to answer it." |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | Barbara said to Dick,"That was nice of Bruce what he did to keep my father safe from any of our enemies grasps at all times Dick." Barbara calls her father with Dick's cell phone and he answers the phone and said to her,"Hey Barbara it's nice to hear from you once again and what is it you'd like to ask me hmm.?" Barbara said to her father,"Dick and Alfred were wondering if I could move into the mansion with them both,because Dick asked me to marry him and i said yes to him dad. So can i move into the mansion with them please dad.?" Barbara's dad said to her,"Of course you can move into the mansion with them both and thanks for telling me the news about Dick and you getting married to each other,and take care Babrabra ok bye Barbara." Barbara hung up Dick's cell phone and she hands it back to him and said to him,"My father said yes that I can move into this mansion with Alfred and you and I'm glad that my father said yes Dick." |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | Dick was about to say something, when his cell went off. The preset buzz was the untraceable second line the cell had, and that was to one of the informants that he and Bruce had. He smiled, tenderly taking the phone and looking at the number first before answering it. |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | Barbara leaves the batcave and enters into her room and she tries to think of places where she could put her stuff in the differnt empty spaces in her big room. all of the rooms in the mansions were a fair size and all of the beds were between queen to king size bedrooms and Barbara sighed. |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | Dick was soon looking for Barbara, very pleased at the idea that she was going to be moving in. He was already thinking about ideas about their wedding, and he was pleased she wanted to pick out her own room as well. |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | Barbara choose the bedroom on her right it was always her bedroom and her bedroom was right across from Dick's bedroom which she didn't mind at all and she was happy. She hears the doorbell ring and she quickly runs downstairs and sees her father with all of her stuff that he packed for her to help her out. She said to Dick,"My father is here with my things so I'll be bringing all of my boxes into the house and then into my bedroom don't worry I'll be fine ok." |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | Dick raised his eyebrow, knowing that she knew he was willing to help only if she wanted him to. He changed out of his costume, wanting to be in his sweats for now and he watched and was ready for when and if she wanted his help. He smiled at the Commissioner, not worried at all. |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | Barbara said to Dick,"Their is a heavy box you can carry for me it has all kinds of pictures of my mother,father,me, you and Bruce when were younger,that is the only box you could carry for me and take it into my room ok." |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | Dick carried the box, smiling as he was of help. He had some thoughts about a few other things, namely a midnight snack. He had just eaten, but the thought of something very sweet really stuck out in his mind at that moment. He continued to follow Barbara though, as he wanted her moved in nice and well first. |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | Barbara said to her father,"Thank you for helping me moving my things from the house and into my bedroom at this manasion thank you father,and please take care of yourself ok father bye." Barbara father waved bye to his daughter and then to Dick as well,and he left to head back to the office for a bit and he knew that his daughter would be safe here and not in danger at all. Barbara begins to unpack her things and put's them all away in the right places in the room and she said to Dick,"It's nice to be home once again and I think their is some cookies in the kitchen if you want something sweet to eat ok." |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | Dick smiled and kissed her very sweetly, hugging her close to him for several minutes. He was no longer unnerved when she did things like guess what was on his mind. He then released her, looking around her room and liking how everything looked inside of it."I am very glad you picked this room, as I really think that it suits you the best. Would you like milk and cookies as well, as you know how I hate to eat alone at any time and in any way?"He was being playful, wondering also when they could move Angel into the mansion as well, but not yet wanting to talk about that. It was not because he didn't want to nor was putting it off, rather because he wanted her settled in herself first. |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | Barbara looked at Dick and she gently hugged and kissed him back hoping he didn't mind this at all,and she was almost settled into her new room once again. Barbara said to Dick,"Sure I'll join you with some milk and cookies and I know that you don't like eatting alone at all,I understand you nice and clear Dick my love. I'm defently settled in now and I've always loved this room all the time I have no idea why though oh well,let me know when you have the milk and cookies ready ok Dick." Meanwhile at her father's house: Angel said to her Grandpa,"When can I live with mommy and daddy when Grandpa?I'm just wondering that is all Grandpa hmm.?" The Grandpa said to his grand daughter,"It will be soon but first your mommy needs to get comfy and arrange a room for you to stay in as well do not worry you'll probably be moved in the mansion by next friday ok Angel." Angel nods her head and she goes back to sleep in her bed and dreams about what her room will look like at the mansion her mommy and daddy both live in together with the butler Afred and also their friend Bruce. |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | Dick was setting out the milk and cookies, Alfred already in bed for the night. Ever since the events of No Man's Land, as the news papers called it, the new rebuilt mansion and Batcave were much more secure. He loved that Bruce, who was off with the League, also trusted him and Barbara with Gotham. He also pondered how this would change other things. He new that Stephanie and Tim, as well as Bruce's son as well as Selina all would be back soon, but he really wondered the effect of it all as he thought about how things would be changing soon.As Dick was thinking about that, a figure was watching a little girl sleeping from a very secluded perch across the block. The twisted smile that was permanently plastered on his face revealed his evil to the world, and the fact that the thermal binoculars were in his hands showed that he was very prepared for things. The man was in turn being watched by a dark haired and olive skinned woman equally entrenched a distance between him and where Angel was. She was in all black and dark gray camouflage, watching him and ready for when and if she should have to strike. |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | Barbara was sound asleep in her room and she was unaware that some ninjas manage to get into the mansion and she continues on sleeping away and hopes that everything will be ok during the night. About 4 ninjas sneaked by Dick and entered into Angel's room and they did what the boss told them to do and Angel wakes up,and she screams as loud as she could hoping her mother or father would hear her scream. Barbara quickly woke up from her sleep and she jumped out of her bed and she was wearing her black shirt,,white sweat pants,and her slippers were white,and she ran out of her room into her daughter's room. Time Barbara got to her daughter room their was no sign of her and she slightly cursed underneath her breath and saw a note and she quickly ran downstairs and said to Dick,"The enemy has our daughter in their grasp the enemy kidnapped her and do you reconize this kind of paper I've seen it before have you seen it hmm.?" The ninjas returned to the figure said to her,"We have Dick and Barbara daughter so do we wait for them both to show up ,and then we try to take them out hmm.?" |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | Dick did recognize the paper, as it was very familiar."This is from the Shogi Fireworks Factory down in Tokyotown.... And I recognize the handwriting as well....."The Joker nodded to the ninjas, pleased that they were as efficient as promised by Ras ah Ghul. The League of Assassins did good work, but he was not stupid either."Too bad the Bat couldn't be here as well.. but when Wingie and Wingette are taken care of, he will come back...."At the same time, a female figure moved in the darkness, the ninjas even unable to spot or spy her. |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | Barbara looked at Dick and she said to him,"I have heard of that place once before,and I'm not sure if it's a trap or not,should we go after our daughter or let Bruce know what happened,and what should we do now Dick hmm.?" The ninjas tossed Angel into the guest room at the factory and they locked her in the guest room and they stood guard,and knew that Nightwing and Batgirl will eventually show up and try to rescuse their daughter. |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | 1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I onlThe feminine figure had been joined by another, and the two watched the Shogi Fireworks. Tokyotown was were a number of Japanese immigrants had congregated over the years, and it was close to Chinatown with a good sized area sandwiched in between. In that area, a number of immigrants from places like Korean, Thailand, Vietnam, and the Philippines had come and stayed. Within all three, a number of people who secretly worked or were made to assist the League of Assassins by the agents of Ra's al Ghul as well as a number who were indebted to the Batman. Rick shook his head at contacting Bruce, his ire raised now."No Barbara. If Ra's himself is involved, Bruce already knows and is worked on it from another angle. We have to get Angel back, because this is no about the usual plans. This is personal. They took time to find out about Angel, and that means it's not really about the water supply or blowing up Gotham." |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | 1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I onlBarbara looks at Dick and said to him,"Your right we must get our daughter back,but how do we that,without getting caught or seen by the enemy hmm Dick.?" Barbara was trying to figure out how they both could come up with a good plan that will not fail at all,that might actually work,and sits down on the couch and she sighed. |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | 1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I onl"What we are going to have to do is rely on someone that neither one of us totally trusts. Talia."Dick sat beside Barbara, his eyes watching her very calmly as he placed her hand in his own. Talia was one of the most dangerous allies that Bruce had, and even though she loved Bruce she was still Ra's daughter. |
1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I only. | 1X1 NightwingXBatgirl rp continued. Ruphhausin and I onlBarbara said to Dick,"I do see your point their,but how do we contact Talia if nethier of us trusts her Dick hmm.?" Barbara felt Dick holding her hand and she was slowly begining to calm down and said to him,"I've never heard of Ra,is he a girl or a guy? I'm just wondering that is all Dick." |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | Moving from pms to thread. Ibuki No Sakura said: The world was silent, it was the early morning. Few people were up at this time, yet soon the day would be starting for everyone. Yet for one specific person his day never ended. His name was Jinta Nekoi, to him the only noise in the world was the sound of a low hum of melting metal. Jinta had found himself staying up all night working on another one of his inventions. His sister had long gone to sleep, and he was alone before he realized it. Even so that was usually best, his inventions were prone to explode on him till he worked every kink out. It was one thing that made them know it was perfect. "That should do it ! Lets hope everything goes right this time !" Jinta mused to himself as he moved around the strange object. Taking a deep breath and saying a little prayer he flipped the switch. Right after there was a low hum which puzzled him. It should of fired right up into a roar. His thoughts were suddenly cut short by a loud boom. The object exploded sending waves of force though out the house. Shaking all the way up to his sisters room. The force was equivalent to a .5 earthquake knocking a few things over. Jinta found himself in a little indent of the wall, covered in soot. "Ow..." Were the only words that came from his mouth as he fell forward to the soot covered floor, face planting with a great crash. He laid there unmoving for a time, before moving his head to the side. "Maybe the calibrations were off... I suppose all have to review the schematics and make alterations... Or maybe the wiring... Ah, well I may as well go take a shower... Canta's going to be pissed for waking her up I know she is... X327 Clean up the room, all be back later." Jinta groaned, he really was hoping that this one worked. No matter, he barked his orders to one of his other inventions, one that worked right. A cleaning bot, one that Canta could never disagree with, it got rid of a lot of there house working duty's. Jinta stumbled to his feet slowly making his way up the winding stair case. Before coming to a blank wall. In moments light surrounded him, the next thing he knew he was in his room. A transport system that had came with the house. Something left by there parents among other unique things. Jinta slowly peaked out his door the cost was clear or so he had thought. Slowly he began to creep to the bathroom, clearly trying to avoid his sister at the moment. Click to expand... Gwath Canta said: His sneaking wouldn't help him much, though, since as he opened the bathroom door, he would find his sister, Canta Nekoi, standing there, arms crossed over her chest, foot tapping against the floor, a frown on her face, glaring at him. "Jinta! What have I said about experimenting this late at night, when you KNOW what'll happen? I swear, if it wasn't for some of your experiments actually working, I'd have no end of torment with cleaning." Letting out a sigh, she shook her head and padded up to him, being a few inches shorter, poking her finger into his upper chest, looking to his eyes. "And...you know how much I worry whenever I hear some kind of explosion down there in the 'lab'. I mean, look at you...you probably got slammed into the wall again, right? The least you could do is wait till I'm awake and in there with you. If anything ever happened to you..." She stopped, closing he eyes, before reaching up and tugging on his ear, dragging him into the bathroom, shutting the door with her foot behind him. "Clean yourself up, Jinta, I'll wash your back for you." Sitting down as she waited, she watched her twin, and, even though they were both seventeen, they had always bathed together, one washing the others back, since it was hard to reach, and the pair had almost always been alone, even when their parents were still alive. It never felt wrong to them, it was just something they had always done. Canta chuckled lightly, putting on a smile, something Jinta always seemed to like seeing on her, playing with the hem of her big shirt, her normal nightwear, leaning back against the toilet seat, waiting for him to clean himself enough. "You ready yet in there, brother?" Click to expand... Ibuki No Sakura said: Jinta groaned as he saw his sister. The one person he didn't want to see right now. Then again she was the only other person in the house. He was hoping to at least take a shower before she began yelling at him. Yet that was a pipe dream like always, he shouldn't be surprise though. Not even once had he gone without a lecture, even if he got it right. He could agree that his experiments some times got out of hand. He was known to spend days working on a single invention and it still blow up in his face. As soon as she stopped talking he took a bit of a leap. "It's morning, we got school in a few hours." Jinta spoke acting as cute as he could. He knew full well that it wouldn't help him in any way shape or form. In truth he expected it to annoy her even more. He looked away slightly as she spoke again. He knew she worried, but that was his thing. He couldn't help but tinker with things, that was just how he was. He had always tinkered with things, he always wanted to build things. With her being there that was rather a problem. He couldn't tinker with his current invention with her around. After all it was a prototype for something he was going to build for her. He eeped as she grabbed his ear, this was one part he hated. He always felt like a little kid when she did this. Shaking his head when she let go he sighed. "Right, right." He opened the door, going into the bath area of the room. He slowly pulled off his shirt, revealing a rather toned body. Soft trails of blood ran down his back from hitting the wall. Bruises could be seem, so could scars from previous explosions. The front side was not much better a burn scar was on his chest. Not all of these were from his experiments. The burn on his chest was a prime example. A deep sigh erupted from his mouth as he removed his pants, boxers, socks. Grabbing the shower handle he began rinsing himself off. The black sud flooding off of his body. The slight trinkle of water could be heard even outside. He heard his sister asking if he was ready. By this point he was only beginning to soap up. Turning to the door he called out. "You can come in any time. Nothing you haven't seen before." Jinta spoke, he wasn't the most modest person. Walking around in his boxers in the morning, with morning wood none the less. Even though he covered himself with a small towel like he should. Click to expand... Gwath Canta said: Canta didn't mean to 'complain' and lecture her brother every time one of his experiments went wrong, but it was just the side of her that worries the most, not wanting to be all alone in this world. At least the way things were now, she had someone to spend that loneliness with. Really, she wanted him to fulfill his calling, to do what he wished to do, not that she still wasn't scared anytime the house began to quake. She'd prefer if he let her be in the lab with him, helping him with anything that needed it, like before, but lately, he'd been wanting her to stay out, and while part of her pained that it was because he was sick of her, another part knew he must have his reasons for it, so, she let it slide off her back for now. As he spoke, she nodded to herself, standing up as she pulled her sleeping shirt over her head, tossing it to the side. Her form had its scars and bruises, while not as many as Jinta, nor most from lab experiments, she had her own decorating her slender body. The most notable of them was a long, thing scar trailing from her upper back to just above her tailbone, something no one other then Jinta had ever seen, as she always keeps it covered from others sights. Running her fingers through her slightly long hair, she brushed it from her eyes, as she slide down her sleeping shorts, a pair of boxers she had taken from her brother a while ago. Wrapping a towel about herself, she stepped into the other half of the bathroom, sitting behind Jinta, taking up a washcloth and sudding it up. "I know school is in a few hours, that's why I'm in here with you, for one thing. Might as well clean myself as well, right?" Placing on hand on his shoulder, she held onto him as she began to wash along his back, shoulders, and waistline, doing as she always did for him, knowing just how to do it. "You know, Jinta...I'm sorry I complain so much. And I'm sure, whatever it is you've been laboring over down there all this time, it'll be something you believe will help us. So...I'll stop worrying about it for now. Just promise me you'll actually get some sleep in when you can." She stated softly, looking at the back of his head as she spoke, letting the cloth move along his spine, following it down, then back up and around it. Her other hand lightly traced its fingers along his newest wound back there, from several minutes ago, letting out a quiet sigh as she looked at it. making sure to splash water on it, washing it off, she continued her task for a few more minutes, before telling him he could rinse off. Slowly, she turned around in her spot, unhooking and lowering her own towel, exposing her back to him, waiting for him to return the favor. "If you wouldn't mind, Jinta " She said, laughing lightly, sitting back in her spot, looking over her shoulder lightly towards him. "Do you have the usual class sheduale today, or is it the reduced time one, like mine is? Some sort of assembly my class is being dragged into, much as I'd prefer not to go, it will let me get home faster, to take care of stuff around here...hopefully." Facing the wall once more, she closed her eyes, waiting, pouring some water down her back and shoulders, avoiding the towel, just to have it ready. Click to expand... Ibuki No Sakura said: "Your not sorry about complaining." Jinta chuckled, there was no reason to be. He knew full well why she felt the way she did and complained. To him she was the closest thing he had to a mother in quite some time. Yet then again that wasn't saying much. After all she was younger then him, only by a few minutes but never the less. Other then his habit's of staying up and toying with things that tend to blow up in his face. He was actually quite the responsible guy. He took quite good care of his sister. That was perhaps why he was always devoted to making more machines to making daily living that much easier. Yet never the less he hated to make her worry. Yet there was never any way to get around it. He hated her in his lab, mainly because of all the explosions. No matter what he always went his own way, with little that she could do against it. "Complaining is a way of showing love, and how it goes, you show a lot." Jinta spoke clearly trying to sooth, her feelings leaning back he kissed her cheek softly. Jinta had always done this one way or another he wouldn't let her stay mad at him, or worry. It had always seemed Jinta loved his sister a bit more then he should. Yet no one took any note to it, after all they were orphaned. Though they had the money to easily live on there own it was lonely at time. Knowing there was no one around when you came home, and never would be, was a sad thought. More then many people thought, even so they went on. Jinta had moved back forward letting her continue washing his back. He could feel the sting of her cleaning his wounds with the water, but made no reaction. If he did then she would worry that it hurt him. He was far more resilient then that. Hell most humans would be dead after the explosions he survived. Hell that last one was no surprise either, though this was one thing that made him. When she told him to rinse he did as he was told letting the water trail down his body. A bit of soot ran down his back from his shoulder length hair. He had unusually long hair to some people though he proffered it like this. When he was done he turned to wash her back. Grabbing a new cloth from a small bucket in the corner. He wet it applying the soap, he watched her unhooking her own towel. Her back, going down to her rear, revealed. He could think of so many people who would kill to get this. Though with her, it would never happen. She would never show them that scar, not to anyone but the one she truly loved would she, other then him of course. "Don't mind if I do " Jinta spoke playfully as his hand slowly started on her shoulder. Jinta was sure to be extra gentle with her, he always was. He blinked lightly as he listened to her ask about his schedule. "Nee your doing it again, were in the same class when the Assembly is going on. But I must admit I believe all be absent from that class as usual." Jinta spoke lightly, it wasn't a surprise, she forgot that fact. He hadn't been to class since the beginning of the year. The only reason he was there the first day, is because she was quite literally dragging him into the class. Ever since then he had skipped every last one of them. Yet he always turned in all the work some how. He always said he had his sister teach him what they learned that day. Though this was a lie, he knew it all anyways. He wasn't the most keen on hiding his expansive knowledge of things. Never the less he knew she was going to worry about him. It wasn't hard to guess what he was doing when he skipped class. He wanted to finish his current project as soon as possible, but that caused him to lack in sleep. During the classes he skipped he would often find a cozy little place to sleep a few hours. The school forgave his attendance problem, because he often would assist them with problems with there computer systems. Though it was usually basic stuff, he kept them up and running. He did find himself chuckling a bit as he washed her back, gently trailing along the scar washing it well. "I have a feeling that the Assembly is going to be interrupted. Looks like all have to skip a class or two before that if I want to get a nap in." Jinta spoke rather playfully. His feelings were usually right, and he could be rather precise at times. So much so it was scary. As Jinta slowly finished he did his usual way of informing her she was done. Both hands grabbed her rear squeezing lightly. "Soft and lovely as always Nee." Jinta teased, this was sexual harassment, but them doing this wasn't looked upon positively either. After all two teens of opposite gender bathing together. Who knew what could happen, for all anyone knew he could rape her easily. He could over power her, though knowing this pair, the house would be destroyed, and in the end, Jinta would lose either way. There was just no winning when it was against her. Click to expand... Gwath Canta said: "You've got a point there...but I try not to do it as much in public. When we're alone, there's no one else to hear it, so, I don't worry too much...but of course I love you, Jinta." She said, laughing softly at the soft kiss to her cheek, which was nothing new to her, nor something unwanted. Smiling lightly to herself, letting a soft sound leave her as he washed her back, letting him go on as he always did. Though, as it came to the topic of the class assembly, she sat there a moment, thinking about it, as she sighed and shook her head. "Sorry, sorry, I keep forgetting. You're getting class work done and still passing class, so, I haven't had to drag you into class, and, I keep forgetting you're supposed to be in there as well." Closing her eyes, she shivered slightly as he trailed down her scar, yet another secret they shared between them that she never wanted anyone else to know. It was hard enough to get close to her like that, due in joint between how she reacted around others trying to get 'intimate' and how Jinta could get when other boys tried moving in on her. Granted, it was usually when she wasn't around to see it, but she knew all about it it was hard not to. Canta wasn't a slouch herself when it came to classwork or intelligence, though she was a bit more scatterbrained then her brother on occasion. So, she stayed in class, both because at least one of them had to on a normal day, as well as the fact she actually wanted to be not like she had anything else to do, when not on the 'job'. "At least in between and during most classes, you're getting your rest in, brother...but I wish you were wrong more often on these 'feelings' you get." She teased, shivering a little more as he finished up. A light blush formed on her cheeks, which was normal when he gave her his 'finished signal', turning to stick her tongue out at him, but laughed as she moved to rinse off, letting the water wash over her, making sure her towel as off before doing so. Washed off, she placed her towel back on, moving back to Jinta, leaning over to kiss his cheek in turn, smiling to him lightly. She never minded her brother's teasing of her, even if it would be considered wrong or inappropriate, it was just...normal for them, in some odd way. Moving her way out of the bathroom, giving her brother a little rear shake and sticking her tongue out at him as she left, she gathered her clothes and moved back to her room, drying off on the way. Back in her room, she tossed the towel and clothes into her dirty laundry pile, before fishing out underwear, a bra, worn blue jeans, and a white button up shirt. Pulling on the her garments, slipping them up over her rear, she pulled her pants on up, showing off her curves a little, and while not by choice, they did fit nicely, so, she liked them. Putting on her bra, covering her modest C sized chest, she put her shirt on over it, buttoning it up all but the last two. Making sure everything was good, and that it kept her back completely from view, looking herself over in the mirror, smiling lightly, while putting her hair up in a neat ponytail. Even being an antisocial girl, she still wished to look good, in some way, at least. Humming quietly, she moved from her closet, putting her things together in her bag for the day, making sure she had a special something on her, at all times when out of the house. Click to expand... |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | Ibuki No Sakura said: Jinta sighed, she was always so worried about what others thought. He never cared, and just went his own way. If she wanted to complain then she should, who had the right to stop her? After all if it was about him, it was probably for a good reason. He did enjoy her laugh, it was one joy that this house had. With no one else, there was little noise, and you could hear such things. It was a bit hard to bring anyone over, or do something with much privacy. Yet there wasn't really much need for it, other then the basic stuff. "That's the only reason im doing it. Why get dragged to a cramped room where i can't sleep comfortably, when I can spend what ten minutes and finish what ever is needed?" Jinta groaned he hated the fact that there intelligence was bound to be above college level yet they still had to go to high school. It was such a bother, if they didn't he would just tinker all day. Then again he would lack a lot of sleep if he did, and considering there line of 'work.' That was one thing that would cause a lot of problems. Thankfully they never attacked when he was exhausted, at least not yet. Jinta softly sighed, it was true that it was hard keeping everything away from anyone. He was much like her, someone hard to approach, though he was more mysterious then his sister. Disappearing in the middle of school but suddenly showing up out of no where. He knew full well they both gave off this feeling that warded others away. Even the few girls who were to approach him, with intent, met with a angry sister. He knew how she was and knew how she would get. Though this had made the girls more creative about being around him. He did find amusement in it, because his sister was never far away. When she began to tease about his feelings he rolled his eyes. "How many times have my feelings gotten us out of a tight spot? It even got your butt out of trouble when you got caught." Jinta laughed, his feelings were not a toy when it came to the job. Nore were any tendency of violence, tenacity was one thing he was known for. He had abundance, and was rather reckless, despite his intelligence, and skill to think things out. 'Some things require thinking, other Action,' was his philosophy on it. He did enjoy that little blush of hers, it was what provoked him to do it. He matched her tongue with his own, a grin on his face. He enjoyed her soft lips upon his cheek. It was the closest thing he had gotten to a kiss from a girl in quite some time. Watching her leave he noted her little rear shake. He found himself muttering to himself, "If you weren't my sister that would of gotten you fucked." He wasn't a bit surprised by this, he was a teen, and even scared his sister was beautiful. Jinta began washing his hair, he needed to get the soot from his hair. He didn't want it to harden on his hair. That was not the most pleasant thought. He took a bit longer then her, but he soon made his way out. He quickly made his way into his room clothed in nothing then a small towel. It could of easily came off, and revealed all. Yet the only one who could see was his sister, and he didn't care anyways. Tossing the soot covered clothes into the hamper with so many others. Grabbing another pair of boxers from his drawer he put them on. "Well time for a personallity change." Jinta said aloud grabbing a pair of fake glasses from his desk, putting them on. He already seemed different, how ever strange it might be. Opening his closet he pulled out what seemed to be a cosplay school uniform. Which wasn't exactly true, the school had a uniform but nobody wore it. Except Jinta and a few girls who followed him. Quickly dressing he seemed to slim down, like he was more frail, a fare. He seemed rather like one of those 'cute geeks' from those dating games. This was a role he chose to play, after all he would draw more attention to himself if he acted normal. His bag unlike his sisters was already packed, or rather he never took anything out of it. He quickly gathered the few things he would need other then his bag. Namely his wallet and watch. Without his watch he would no doubt sleep though too many classes. Leaving his room he made his way downstairs. The school was quite a walk from here, and neater had there license so walking was the only choice. After all there was no bus, or tram that went that way. But the walk was a part of the usual routine and it kept them in relative good shape apart from everything else they did. Click to expand... Gwath Canta said: Canta didn't completely mind the fact they had to go through high school, even if the pair was capable of jumping much further ahead. If anything, it helped to keep up appearances to the general public, who might question how a seemingly average pair of twins could be that skilled or advanced at their age. Shaking it off for the time being, the girl put the finishing touches on her outfit, adding a small black tie around the collar of her shirt, and a pair of small diamond earrings, a gift from Jinta a long time ago. Aside from being a nice set of jewelry for her to wear, it also had a secondary function, being one of his random experiments. When she tapped the left one in the right spot, they functioned as listening devices, with a fairly long range and good sound quality, allowing the right earring to play back whatever it picked up. It had its uses in the past, and she always wore them whenever leaving the house. Pulling her bag on, she headed downstairs, slipping her black shoes on, and giving her brother a soft nudge, smiling to him. Walking out the door with him, she locked it behind them, padding along happily at his side, a smile on her face and a light swing in her step, looking not unlike a puppy when with her brother. "So, do you plan on being at the assembly, Jinta, or will you still be napping around that time?" She glanced to him, moving at his side, matching his pace, as they moved quickly to keep themselves on time. The day had been going by without much of an issue or hitch what so ever. Canta got to her first class on time, and went about business as usual, getting everything done long before the teacher finished explaining it, making herself look busy for the sake of it. She knew she was watched, as were all the students in class, so, she kept herself looking busy, even if all she was doing was doodling on her fake notes to pass the time. Her second class was much of the same, as was the half of the third class she had to do, till the assembly was called, causing the students to all shuffle out and to the auditorium. As the students piled into the building, it become apparent to Canta that there was a lack of teachers or general adults in the room, as she let out a sigh, mumbling to herself. "Dammit...I hate it when he's right...and he usually is." Reaching up to her left ear, she tapped the earring in the right spot, listening in backstage, hearing what sounded like muffled talking, struggling, shuffling, and other sounds you'd usually hear from someone who was tied up...or in this case, a small group of someones. Rubbing her forehead, Canta grumbled to herself as she started to slide down into her seat, hiding herself a little, having a sinking feeling about what might happen next, and she had to be ready for it. Click to expand... Ibuki No Sakura said: Jinta never thought about acting like he wasn't far ahead of others. Yet he didn't ever act as if he was as smart as he was. He seemed rather like a delinquent, with always running away from going to class. But the teachers all passed him because he did turn in all the work, and he was present when ever they had inspections. He was sure not to make problem for them. Though his absence did annoy some, though he was in there class so they couldn't bother with him. Luckily they were the last two of the day. Which gave him enough time to sleep though his other classes. Alvin tapped the edge of the left lens and the right lens turned into a radar, the left began like a magic spy glass he could see through walls. He Looked to the upper floor of the room across the street. He did this every morning, a rather cute girl, who had a habit of chasing after him lived there. She always got up late, and there she was again. Changing, it was quite enjoyable to watch in the morning. It wasn't long before he felt a soft nudge, tapping the right side turning his invention off. Heading out with her he smiled lightly to her. She was like a puppy he had often thought of making her a collar. He kind of wanted to, just so he could toy with her, and to hear all the people ask her why she had a collar on. He thought it was a cute idea, though he listened to her question, breaking the train of thought. "Im going to sleep, since were going to have have visitors at the Assembly. Remember to be ready for anything, did you make sure to bring your air mouth piece, I have a feeling there going to use gas to knock out anyone around. Heh, never a day without fun." Jinta commented as he patted her on the head lightly. Jinta had made his way to the roof of the auditorium. The roof had no way in or out, and the only way in and out was the air vent. Which was the way he got up there. It was a fun thing to do, it felt like being James bond every day. He found himself quickly drifting off to sleep. As he slept his mind wandered for some reason they were of his experiments. It was rather odd thing to dream about, but it was usually about them working on the first try. This was kind of what made him do the experiment's. This one was about him making the collar for his sister. He had made it have a detachable shock square, that could be thrown at a enemy and shocked them long enough to change or run away. But as the dream went on, he dreamed he put a leash on her and it was quickly heading to a sexual nature. Before anything happened he woke up by the sound of ringing. His watch had gone off, sighing in a relief he had found he was having dreams like that more and more when he didn't go to sleep at night. It was most likely because he watched the girl across the street getting dressed before going to sleep. Not to mention him bathing with his sister was not healthy if he didn't want such dreams. Jinta slowly got up walking the edges of the auditorium looking down. Looking for anything odd. He saw them going in, he kept a keen eye for anything. Holding his watch to his face, he spoke into it, as he pressed one of the buttons. "Canta be ready for anything, all keep watch from the outside, if something happens call me." He spoke before letting go. The message was sent to her left ear piece. He knew nothing of what would happen. Click to expand... Gwath Canta said: Canta sat in the auditorium, waiting for anything to happen, knowing the attack Jinta predicted would happen sooner or later. So, just in case, she made sure to have her breath piece ready, as he had suggested earlier before getting to this point. Sitting back in her seat, she kept her eyes going around, tuning out the loud, excessive noise the other students were giving off out of restlessness, closing her eyes a moment, just listening to tell tale signs of a coming attack. Her mind began to drift into a sort of daydream, which was lining up much like Jinta's, their minds unintentionally drifting into sync, as they tended to at random times. This wasn't a common occurrence for siblings, but most siblings weren't twins as close as they tended to be, even when not trying to be. Canta's thoughts moved about, thinking she had tried on a new invention of his, a cute collar he had made for her, that she put on happily, liking it not only made her look cuter, but had its own function. She seemed to smile to herself as she pulled the shock square from the center, using it to stun someone long enough for her to get away from them. Though, much like Jinta had, her mind started getting carried away, only from her point of view. She was on her hands and knees, dressed in little more then the collar and a connecting leash, crawling towards her brother, licking her lips, making cute little sounds as she moved ever closer. "Brother...Puppy has been a bad little bitch.... She heard herself saying, as things slowly started getting sexual, as she wagged a tail that had been A ringing in her ear made her eyes shoot open as she sat up with a jolt, holding her hand over her chest. She had flushed cheeks, shaking her head to disperse the heat, sighing as she listened to her brother's voice in her ear, nodding to herself, letting out a breath. She didn't want to bring up with him what she had just thought of, obviously, since, as things tended to go, he had a very similar train of thought...so, they would talk when both were comfortable enough to. Passing a hand through her hair, she mumbled to herself, wishing she'd stop having thoughts of that nature about her own brother, though it was their own fault, she figured, with how they were together. Though, as she sat there thinking a bit more, her earring let out a click, making her quickly dive under the seat and placing the breath piece into her mouth, as canisters of knock out gas flew from backstage and began to letting out the contents all over the building. As it happened, some students began to yell and scream as she ran for it, finding the doors barred and locked from the outside, eventually knocking everyone out, save for Canta and the person responsible. Quickly tapping the earring, she spoke quietly, but it picked her up well enough. "Jinta! Knockout gas! Everyone out cold! Be careful!" "Well, that was easier then we thought it would be. Humans are weak to this 'knock out gas' very much so." Came the voice of a female, as she climbed her way to the roof, having put had a ladder put up, since the building lacked a way up to begin with. She was part of the 'attack squad', going to the roof to finish the plan, and as she was lamenting to herself, she didn't seem to notice Jinta, till looking forward, seeing him looking back at her. "What!? But..how the...who..." Sighing, she shook her head, glaring at the boy. "Never mind...why are you not inside, little boy? Didn't think I'd get to have any fun, but this might work " Grinning, the female, as she brushed her cape aside, showing she, like so many female villains, was scantily clad, but covered enough to not be naked. Pulling out a whip coiled at her side, she stared at Jinta, licking a short length of the leather device. "Time to play " She let out, before cracking the whip in his direction. Click to expand... |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | Jinta had no notion that she had began to day dream a bit further into what he had. For once he would most likely lie, about it. Saying he was having no such dream. There was a high chance that he would get caught. Yet either way he would try, it wasn't something he really wanted to admit. Though that was more along the lines of how she would respond to the entire thought. They couldn't get close to anyone else so there only option for that kind of relationship Jinta quickly began shaking the thoughts from his mind focusing on the task of had. These thoughts were creeping into his mind every now and again nowadays. As he heard his sister calling out through the watch he quickly looked around. Suddenly around the Auditorium flew a purple barrier. humming to himself he tapped his glasses looking up at the barrier, a odd structure. With his glasses he began examining it trying to find a way to break it. Once he heard the voice of a women he groaned turning around. His eye twitched slightly, how original.... A domtrix, one of the most annoying things. That ugly leather git up with a cape, why was it he always ended up with the women. He wished for once he would fight a normal enemy. Either way he figured he would play with her. "Oh, no a big bad whip. What are you going to do punish me for being a bad boy?" Jinta asked acting innocent turning around he stuck his rear at her shaking it a little before turning around. It was clear he was mocking her not even taking her seriously. He wasn't afraid of a little whip, if he survived explosion after explosion. There was little a simple whip could do to hurt him. "If that's your only toy, your going to have some problems. A regular old whip isn't going to do much against me you second rate comic book villain." Jinta spoke sticking his tongue out before getting into position. Even though he knew he could take a beating from the whip he was unsure what else she had. Though there was little she could hide, he knew from the past. They always had something to hide. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | Growling lightly, the domtrix was getting rather agitated by the insolent attitude of the boy, cracking her whip harder against the ground. "Second Rate!?! I'll have you know this is far from a normal 'toy', little boy." Smirking, she twirled the whip about, then snapped it towards it, him it wrapped around his leg, clicking something on the bottom of the whip handle, causing a taser worth of electricity to course through him, smirking as she held it there, before cracking it back. "See? Fun little thing, isn't it? Ready to give up, cutie? Or will I have to punish you even more ?" The woman teased, slowly walking closer, her stiletto boots clicking on the top of the roof, smirking as she closed the distance between herself and Jinta, cape following predictably in the wind. Not unlike most cookie cutter villains, she was about as cocky as they came. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | Jinta blinked as he watched the whip surround his leg. He wasn't surprised she was angry, but he did get a little concern with what she said. The whip was electric, why didn't he see that coming. His face became distorted as the electricity went though his body. His head hung low after the shock of electricity. He could hear the clicking of her boots as she moving closer to him. A tazer shock should of caused enough damage to make him useless in a fight. At the moment she got close enough he shot forward giving no time before he struck her in the stomach sending her back away. "Nice little toy, got AA battery's in it? If you want to shock me you better turn up the juice!" Jinta spoke still far more cocky then she was. With good reason to, he was completely unfazed by that amount of electricity. Thanking his constant tinkering, giving him high endurance to this kind of stuff. "If you want to beat me then you better have something better packed in!" Jinta laughed, he knew full well that Canta could feel his cockyness, though there mental waves. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | Letting out a big gust of air, she flew back a bit, hitting the ground, coughing as she tried to catch her breath. "What!?! That should have taken out a man twice your size! What the hell are you, boy?!?" She growled, holding onto her stomach as she gasped for air, standing back up slowly, gripping the whip in her hand, glaring daggers at Jinta, hobbling to her feet as she cracked the whip hard, as it stiffened, tossing it back, holding onto it as it seemed change from a whip into a mace, the end inflating into a spike ball, sparking with electricity once more, growling as she ran towards Jinta. "Try and take this with a laugh, you brat!" As she began to swing it at him several times, trying to snag him with it, pissed off with him from the last attack she made. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | Jinta was having fun, they never took him seriously. This was normally what got them all into trouble. He didn't hold back even if it was a women, no reason to they were fighters, and they were in his way. "Heh, what am I? I suppose I haven't thought about it, I suppose im just a tad bit better then your run of the mill humans. You ugly old hag!" Jinta called out sticking his tongue out at her. He was being rather petty and childish, but it was fun for him. He didn't shy away from work, he actually enjoyed it. The thrill of a fight, the blood in your mouth, he was a natural fighter. He watched her whip grow hard, and inflate at one end. Cursing his luck as she swung at him. Doing all he could to avoid each swing. He knew if he tried to block he would be electrocuted, and how ever uncomfortable that might be the spikes, would be a much more drastic problem. For now he just did his best to avoid being hit. He did have a advantage, she was fighting angry. The angrier she got, the harder she would hit and faster she would move. Yet that also meant the more mistakes and openings she would make. He wasn't about to transform just for a small fry like this. So his only chance was to strike when she left herself open. If he could do it, sending her off the top of the building should get rid of her. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | As she kept up her attack, something he said made her slow down, till she more or less stopped all actions. She stood there, twitching, the trademark 'angry vein' pulsing on her forehead as she growled, grumbling lower till she was pretty much screaming at him. "O...old...OLD...HAG!?!?!" Fuming at the insult, she grabbed her whip in both hands, straitening it out as she walked closer, before she started to barrel head on at him, flaring her whip around herself. "I'll show you old hag you little " Her words were cut off when she suddenly tripped over her own heels, which goes to show you really shouldn't run in stilettos. As she tripped, her whip coiled around herself in an oddly suggestive way, till the spike ball slammed into her chest, giving her one last moment to say something, "...I hate you," before the electricity coursed though her body, screaming in utter pain till she was knocked out from both the shock and the blow, lying there tied up and unconscious.Inside the cafeteria, while still keeping herself hidden, Canta felt a shiver go down her spine, biting her lip as she felt Jinta above them, sighing quietly to herself. Well, at least he's having fun. Feel kinda sorry for the minion though...nah, not really. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | Jinta was getting so Tired of dodging, but he still wasn't a fan of being electrocuted. His back still throbbed from his wound this morning. The electricity had reopened the recently closed wound. The pain wasn't actually the problem on his mind. He was far more concerned with getting the blood out of his clothes. He hated trying to get blood out of clothes, and there was no way he would give it to one of his inventions. The last laundry robot he tried making went berserk and tried to stuff him in the washer. He was forced to break it apart, while Canta stood there laughing her ass off. Ok, perhaps it wasn't the best idea to make a robot that went around water, but hell it would of really helped her with not having to clean his soot covered clothes. After all he was technically not allowed anywhere near the washer and dryer. Due to the fear that he would get annoyed with one of them and start to tinker with it. Yet all of a sudden she just stopped, he had made good distance to avoid a initial swing at least. He watched the vain in her head pop grinning, as she stuttered. "You forgot ugly you old hag!" He called out laughing, as he watched her run forward. Tripping over her own feet, just made him laugh harder. Before her eyes rolled back from the electric whip surrounding her body, along with the large spiked ball connecting with her bare stomach, she got his final words. "Stu pid!" He stood over her bending down he unraveled her, after turning the electricity off. Taking from his pocket he tossed it on her. As soon as it made contact it formed a tight glue like substance around her encasing all but her head in it. "All be taking this whip. It might make a good weapon for Canta, after a few modification's that is. Guess I should make my way down." Jinta spoke, moving over to the ladder looking down rather unsatisfied. "Now wheres the dramatic entrance with a ladder...? TO THE VENTILATION SHAFTS!" Jinta laughed to himself, this was one of his bad habit's rearing it's ugly head as he jumped into the Ventilation shafts. He could be rather obsessed with dramatic entrances and exits, though it usually didn't cause much problems. "Well aren't you the dutiful little ranger? Keeping such a close eye on our activity's. It is quite the problem, since you keep interrupting our plans. But I do believe that I could forgive you because your cute. Isn't there any way I could convince you to come over to our side? ? " A mans voice came from a short distance away. Yet there was no one around, then in a black swirling flame upon the stage took the form of a man. A extremely attractive and well dressed man, holding a single black rose. He had a kind smile yet it held a dark temptation. It was clear he wasn't exactly what he seemed, and he was on the other side, that was causing this all. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | Canta sighed, brushing herself off of anything that may have fallen on her, as she glanced around the room. Every other student was out cold, a few in humorous positions, making the girl wish she had time to take pictures and taunt them with it later. Though, she went on edge and into position as she heard a male voice speaking from...somewhere, seeing as there was no one else in the building currently, or so she thought. Moving from her spot of toppled chairs and limp human bodies, she moved a little closer to the stage, as she saw the swirling black portal, as a man stepped from it. And...she wasn't impressed. As he started to speak more, she rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest, using her right hand to stick her middle finger up at him, clearly not amused. "No thanks, Bowie, I prefer my men looking less...well, gay. Besides, I'm good where I am, thanks." She walked a little closer, still on her guard, her ears seeming to pick up the sound of rumbling in the air vents above them, as she reached the stage, staring at the man's eyes, grinning. "Though, you DO have nice looking eyes. Too bad their attached to the rest of you. So...did you come for a fight, or did you have something else up that sleeve of your, pretty boy?" The girl asked, her stance ready, for whatever might have come up her from any side this was nothing new to her. While normally seeming like a nice girl with a short temper, she was actually quite skilled in fighting, thanks for the twins having trained for things like this. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | The man glared at her, clearly displeased. "As foul mouthed as ever I see dear, Canta... Oh, how better that foul mouth could be used, and thus it shall be one day. Perhaps that day is today?" The man spoke a foul grin on his face as he flicked his wrist sending the rose flying. The rose connected with the large oven in the Cafeteria kitchen. The entire oven burst into black flames, a precursor to the problems that were coming. The man simply chuckled at Canta, "You know full well I have no intention of wasting my energy on you lowly twins. Why should I get my hands dirty when there are others to do that for me? As you can guess I have other business to attend to, so all just leave you with your new friend." As he laughed, and burst into flames, the oven began to come alive. Before she could stop him he was gone in smoke, leaving a smoldering spot where he once stood. The oven stood up in a monstrous form surrounding the once over. "Hahaha it's good to be alive! Why don't we turn up the heat!" The monster spoke, it's over door acting like a mouth for the beast. The nobs acting like eyes, it had at least tripled in size, and grew thick metal legs pumped with muscles. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | "Foul mouthed? I just speak the truth, pretty boy. We really have to stop meeting like this, my brother might catch on. Now then, where were we?" Growling softly, the girl took a stance, holding a moment as she watched the rose flick from his hand, hitting the over and erupting into flame. 'Well, that doesn't bode well,' she thought, rolling her eyes as she focused on the strange man once more. "I figured as much, but a girl can hope, no? Now stand still while I knock the pretty off you!" She growled out, dashing forward with a leap, going into a flying kick just as he vanished, hitting the stage where he had stood. "Damn. Always slips away before I manage to hit him. I bet he takes hits like a bitch," she mused, staring at the oven as it started to move and talk like a stock villain. 'Puns...it had to speak in puns...I hate monsters based on things.' "An oven monster? How original. Well, metal mouth, lets dance, shall we?" Acting quickly, she did a back roll, landing on her feet as she scooped up the flag pole from the stage, wrapping it up so the flag was coiled around it. "Not an ideal weapon, but this will do for now." Taking her stance, she smiled to the monster, staring right at it as she got ready for him. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | The oven didn't seemed pleased by her comments, though it was rather hard to tell. It couldn't really make much expressions after all. The only thing that could even give a idea of what his expressions were was the nobs. "You think that little flag pole is going to do it!? Lets bake it up!" The beast spoke opening it's mouth all the way. A hurricane came out of it's mouth sucking into the oven interior. It was clearly a bad idea to get in there but it didn't seem like there was much choice. It was at least a .5 hurricane. Lucky where it was aiming no one but Canta was in the way to get sucked in. From above Jinta watched from a exit pipe. He was perfectly aliened above the beast. But he knew if he made a entrance now the beast would just turn up and he would be caught. No he had to wait for the perfect flashy entrance. After all the hero always comes late to the party to save the day, and how could he not want to play the hero for his sister? ? That was the funniest part of the job... Well the second funniest part, the first was pounding the monsters face in... When it had a face, and wasn't a women... Well a human women or one that looked like one. Other then that, he enjoyed the fight as much as he could. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | Another pun? Really? Couldn't they at least provide these things with witter banter? Oh well, didn't matter either way, considering a hurricane was currently trying to suck her into it. Which didn't make any sense either, considering it was an oven, but she decided it was best not to argue and do something about it. "Over monster, huh? Sure you weren't a vacuum cleaner at some point? I mean, I'm pretty sure those suck even more " She sang out, as she growled and gasped as her feet left the floor, currently flying towards the open oven door. That would be unpleasant she was sure. Thankfully, the pole wasn't 'small' exactly, as she held with horizontally, using it to brace herself as she hit the beast, the pole being too long in fit in that way. As she was struggling with the air forces, she reached up slowly with one hand, the other clenching tight to the flagpole. She grabbed one of the eye knobs and grinned, turning it all the way to the left, to 'off', as she, quite ironically, pulled it right off of the oven monster's 'face', before she quickly kicked one heel into another, activating a sort of 'heat shield' Jinta installed in her boots at some point, figuring it would come in handy right about now. "Hey hot shot, cool off " She quipped, before snapping the pole with her hand and the wind pushing on it as she flew in, stabbing hard into the back of its 'throat' with the pointy end, figuring her brother was waiting somewhere to make the perfect entrance. 'What a show boater that boy can be. Oh well, guess he wants to be my 'hero' again ' |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | The monster was quite annoyed with her, more so with the pole blocking it from consuming her. The pole was bending quickly as she worked to get out. The beast screamed as it removed it's eye. This made if far more enraged, it's eye heated to at least 400 degrees in her hand before shooting back onto it's face. Rage was the only thing that was in it's eyes as the nobs glowed bright red. The moment she connected with it's throat, it's oven mouth came from behind, giving her only enough time to think, that thought before it hit her head. The heated metal had to sting a great deal. The beast set it's timer and laughed with it's mouth closed as it literally baked her. But it's form of, "Baking someone" was going to be quite a surprise to both of them. More so to jinta's amusement then anything. Moments later the Metal vent's door came crashing down on it's head. Before it could look up, Jinta was there holding himself straight up, with only one hand. "Hey, tin head, MY SISTER ISN'T A TURKEY!" Jinta yelled out, swinging his body down to it's back connecting his knee to it's back, forcing it's mouth open and flinging everything it had inside out. Yet to his surprise it was a giant pie... With a flag sticking out of the center? But before any real thoughts could be made, he came to the realization that kneeing a heavy metal monster, especially hard enough to make a good size dent in it wasn't the best idea. Jinta yelled out cursing himself as he forced it to turn and kicked off it, making distance between him and it. Cursing himself he knelled on one knee and tended to his own knee. Glad he didn't shatter it from the force of impact, that was the last handy cap he needed. "Dammit, you damn over sized microwave, where the hell is my sister!?" He yelled at him, she didn't come out as far as he could see, so his question was right. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | "Ack!" She let out as she had let go of the heated bit of metal in her hand, before feeling herself sinking in, as the feeling of a heavy iron door suddenly conking her in the head. She blanked out for a moment or two there, feeling the dreadfully hot surroundings of the inside of the oven as it 'baked' her, though the girl herself wasn't feeling any burns or anything. Uncomfortable amounts of heat and the like, but nothing scarring to her body, at least. As she started to come to, feeling oddly packed into something, she let out muffled yells and sounds, struggling to move around. Starting to gasp for air, she felt herself be tossed from something, hitting the ground quite hard, coughing as something seemed to be filling her mouth and throat...something surprisingly tasty. Getting her body to listen, she punched her fist upwards, as she felt it burst through something like pie crust, as it felt around, gingerly fingering the flag popping out of the top. Grabbing hold of it, she pulled her body up, till she yanked the flag up and burst out of the pie, fillings going everywhere. Spitting red coloring from her mouth, she gasped for air, breathing a bit better as air replaced the cherry flavored filling in her mouth, sighing as she glared daggers towards the oven. "That...was the single most uncomfortable thing I have EVER been through!" She shouted out, mostly towards Jinta, having spotted him facing the metal monstrosity, as she shook the pointed flag at the monster, while she broke her feet free of the bottom pan, starting to walk, as she stopped, blinking lightly. "Ok...I know it was hot and everything, but why does it feel this cold and drafty?" She thought out loud, before glancing down, blushing as bright as the pie filling when she realized that not only were her clothes gone and she stood there naked, save for a few accessories on her body, but she was covered in the sticky filling, which only made her look even worse in this particular predicament. "...Oh you have got to be kidding me! My skin didn't burn but my clothing did?! Jinta, do something fix it!" She called out to her twin, not bothering to try covering up right now, having more things to worry about besides, at least no one else awake was around. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | In the moments he yelled where is my sister he heard the hit of the pole on the ground and Canta's fist against the pie crust. Jinta quickly turned to the pie wondering what the hell was going on. Suddenly his sister came crashing through the top of the pie, covered in a glistening red juice. Her bare body shown in all it's glory, covered in that colorful juice. In his head he racked up one on the fantasy list. He blankly stared at her as she got out of the pie tin and walked out still covered in goo of the pie. when she started yelling at him he shook his head, at her. "Theres nothing I can do! Do I look like I carry around a spare set of your clothes!?" Jinta yelled back still staring at her. There was only one way for her to get herself covered up. Jinta pulled out his morpher and grinned at his sister. "What do you say, shall we show this pile of scrap metal what I means to bake my sister into a pie, then have her pop out nude?" Jinta took the time to tease her, no doubt she would get him back for it later. Even so he would at least have his fun. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | Canta blushed a bit, though she hoped the cherry colored goo helped cover that up a little. Sighing, the girl just looked at her twin, seeing how he was staring at her, shaking her head as she grumbled a little to him. "If we weren't about to fight a monster, I'd beat you up. But you're right, let's show this thing who's boss," she said, as she presented her morpher in the same pose as Jinta, though where she was keeping that thing is anybodies guess. Though, even if his remark was meant to tease her, she did smile a little, chuckling to herself. 'Well, look at that, Jinta is trying to care. How cute,' she mused in thought, holding her morpher out as she called out those familiar words. "Right then, its Morphing Time! White Wolf!" Though, as she said her words, a not so familiar thing happened next, though it did happen at least once before. At one point, Jinta thought it would be funny to give her a 'sexier' changing sequence, and tweaked how her suit was put on her. Unlike with his, which was quick and neat looking, hers was having her spin in the air, as each bit appeared on her while making her seem naked, which she currently was anyway. As her suit formed and she hit the ground, she grumbled even more, while pulling out her lupine saber and staring at the monster. "...Jinta, I thought I asked you to fix that," the female twin said simply, knowing she had to focus on other matters now and she'd deal with her brother's sense of humor later. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | His look went blank when she spoke about kicking his butt. He turned to the monster getting up. He had turned quite serious all of a sudden. A rather quick personallity switch, but this was before a transformation so he had to look cool. "Your going to kick my ass later anyways so what does it matter?" Jinta spoke giving her a smiled from the side of his face. He was indeed trying to care, but it was hard to care when he was distracted at looking at the lovely body. Though he had seen it all the time growing up. You had to admire the development of a sibling, no matter if it was mental or physical. She went first morphing, and now it was his turn. "Lets do this! Bring forth the Shadows! Black Dragon Twilight Ranger!" Jinta yelled his morph was started differently, due to his own tinkering to make his morph sound better. He had only recently done this and intended to do the same for Canta when ever he had the time. Unlike Canta his morph was quite, epic to say the least. Jinta's morpher turned to a black floating ball that he grasped with both hands pushing it into his self. His body shaking violently as he took it in, roaring out. The black metal like substance rose from his feet, covering his body. He seemed not worried, not even when a spiraling darkness rose from the ground gripping his neck. As the goo, covered his body the darkness took a physical form as a neck cape. Reaching to the sides, he pulled two large onix claws, that fitted over his hands. They were reminiscent of Edward scissor hands. Which was where he had gotten part of the idea, but something was wrong with the claws. At the palm of the claw there was a circular object that seemed to pulsate deep with energy. Jinta was done, when he heard his sister complaint. "I did didn't I? It isn't upside down anymore is it?" Jinta spoke, it was true he, 'Fixed' the problem of it morphing her suit on upside down which was far more embarrassing. He just neglected to change it back to something cooler looking. He figured the sexier transformation would distract the enemy more then anything. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | Watching Jinta transform, she grumbled to herself, sighing, since of course he gave himself the awesome looking one. Though, as he answered her complaint, she winced under her helmet, trying to forget that time "Point taken. If it has to be like this, then just make it...a cooler, sexy one," she said, not even sure why she bothered to even say that to her brother. 'Encouraging him to do things like that to me for his own jollies? God, that oven must have been hotter than I thought,' she mused to herself, shaking her head as she took her stance, getting ready as Jinta finished, his weapons bared, his gauntlets. Holding her sword in her left hand, she glared at the monster, her streamlined suit suddenly dashing forward, speeding past it as she slid to a stop behind him. Canta smiled underneath the helmet, taking a swing at the back of the beast, slashing a few times, figuring their usual pincer attack would be good enough for the moment, waiting for her twin to connect with the monster's front, having had enough of that herself already. Talking into the built in com system for the suits, she spoke in a sure tone, kicking off the oven monster as she did a black flip into another slice at its back wiring and such. "Let's get this junker in the scrap heap as fast as we can. I need a shower badly, and I don't know how long till the other students start waking up from the gas attack. No way in hell I'm demorphing till we get home either way, but still." The female kept herself ready for any attack the oven would throw at them, growling like a wolf as she stood low, ready to use her augmented speed if need be, of the things her suit granted her, being designed for quick, powerful strikes. Canta then thought of something, keeping it to herself, of course:'...Crap, the inside of my suit is gonna be sticky now too, isn't it? How the hell do you wash these things, anyway?' |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | As Jinta turned to her as she spoke his mask actually moved to show expression of sorts. Due to the liquid type metal his suit used the mask seemed to move like a face would. He expressed mild surprise at her words. He thought at the exact same moment that, the oven must of been a lot hotter then expected. "Well... If you put it that way, all make it my next project, and no you still won't be in the lab when I am tinkering with it.... Especially not the morphers...." Jinta spoke he was really strict when it came to the morphers. These were the one things that he was damn sure to be careful with. The last blow up mistake he had with one of the morphers sent him twenty feet through solid earth and rock. That was one of the few times he ever actually went to the hospital. Luckily at the time his sister had gone to bed and he was just tinkering with it to figure out how it worked. Unfortunately for him when he returned he found a manual in the cluttered mess. That was quite a displeasure but he moved on with life. Jinta made no move as his sister struck first, he let her take the lead for once. The beast stumbled forward missing the first two or three strikes to get hit by the rest. Sparks flew stumbling a bit more forward. "Why you little brat!" It yelled and before it could turn around the kick and extra slash came. Angrier then hell now it turned quickly around. "That's it now im mad!" Yelling as it charged at Canta, he was dead set set on getting her back into his mouth, and this time, there was no chance he would be taken surprise by a sneak attack from Jinta like last time. This time it was likely to bake her to the point she couldn't escape. The monsters attacks were cut short by Jinta coming from behind wrapping his arms around it. His claws right over it's mouth, one even slipped in between the handle keeping it from opening it's mouth. "Im sorry, but my sister, is a bit of the playful sort, and tends to play with her food. She seems to enjoy toying with her enemy's before she kills them. Unlucky for you, your facing both of us, and im not the playful type, when not helping to amuse my sister." Jinta spoke his free claws slowly sank into the from of the beasts door breaking the metal. A slow agonizing scream echoing from it, the sheer pain it would feel as the large metal claws dug through what it would consider skin. Slowly reaching it's core, Jinta lightly grabbed it, a smile from under his mask. "Time to say goodnight, you poor soul, perhaps all see you in hell one day." Jinta spoke a hint of cruelty in his voice as he literally ripped it's core out. The core still beating for a few moments before Jinta smashed it to pieces. Dusting his hands claws off her moved next to his sister, placing the palm of his claw on her shoulder where as not to touch her with the sharp metal, he spoke. "Sorry I didn't play along to day and give him a chance to fight, but I figured you would want to shower as quickly as you could, so shall we go? Or would you rather Dismember it further? " A darkness in his voice, his acts were always borderline cruel when he used the morpher, but that was entirely due to the nature of there powers. Ying and Yang, Light and Dark, Jinta being the dark, had some minor effects on his personallity and fighting styles. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | As Canta saw Jinta grabbing the monster in the way he was, she actually sat back, leaning on the hilt of her sword as she whistled to herself, watching her other half tearing the 'heart' out of the oven, toying with it a little. She yawned, watching her brother as she smiled in her helmet, shaking her head a little. 'Poor sod of a monster never stood a chance. Not only did he manage to get Jinta mad, it tried to attack me again. Oh well, I'll let my brother have the fun this time. Although....' She chuckled as Jinta finished, coming back over to her. She lightly brushed into his side, nodding. "Thanks for that, brother I'd kiss you if we weren't wearing helmets. And I agree, but I have one thing left to do before we leave " she said softly, joking around with him for a change, patting his shoulder in return, she moved close to the heap of an oven on the floor, holding her blade out in front of her. The blade of the sword began to glow a bright, white color as she looked on, mumbling a few things under her breath, before tilting her head up and shifting the sword above her head, ready for a downward strike. "Please return that soul to God!" She rang out, before the Wolf Saber was cleaved down through the beast, slicing it clean in two, as the pieces began to fizzle and burn away, 'eaten' by her holy light, tossing her sword up and catching it in the loop at her side for it. While she was the twin with the temper, while transformed, she was the levelheaded one, the Light of her brother's Dark, thus had an odd ability to 'purify' the remains of a monster they finish off, as violent as it seemed sometimes. "Well, that mess is settled. Let's get home so I can take care of the other mess...but first," she began, walking over towards the crowd of students still down for the count, as she removed a device from her side, a small vial that she popped open, letting one drop hit a student, as it seemed to spread to the rest of them, removing any memory they might have of the whole assembly gone wrong ordeal. "NOW, let's get home, Jinta." Canta said, smiling to the boy under the helmet, looking to her wrist, sighing lightly. "I hope this still works right...." She mumbled, flipping up a portion of her right bracer, as she clicked something on it and nodded to her brother, before she vanished in a bright light, leaving specks of light particales where she was once standing. As Canta rematerialized back in their home, she sighed, pressing something on her belt and depowering, forgetting a moment she was naked underneath as her suit vanished in pieces, starting with the helmet down. Blushing, she figured she'd wait for Jinta to come back as well, heading towards the bathroom to wait, not like she could show him anything he hadn't seen of her already. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | Contra to Canta's beliefs, while surrounded in darkness he was hardly ever mad. He was calm, collected, he was just one who efficiently killed his foes. While in this form he didn't entirely care that she was attacked. He was in his way, so he got rid of the problem. As she spoke he grinned, "All keep that in mind for when we get home." He spoke as she walked away, he simply groaned knowing what she was doing. Her little purification ritual, that was entirely pointless. The two of them were a force of judgment. The one who slew the beast was the one who determined it's fate. Before her little ritual had begun the beast was already well on it's way to hell. Yet even in his darkened form he had not the heart to tell he the truth. That was the way it should be, the white wolf, pure as light should remain pure to the blood stained shadows of the Black Dragon. If she knew that no doubt she would lose heart in what they did, and desire Jinta to give up being a ranger. But that was something he couldn't do. He was the black to her white, without one the other could not exist. The body was purified yet, the soul of the beast had returned to the dark forges that it was made. He allowed her to teleport off first, without a word. A deep sigh echoing from him, as he rose his hand the goo leaving from his hand forging a liquid like gateway. Jinta slowly stepping through the goo come in on it's self and disappeared with him. Moments late the same gateway opened up behind her, with him stepping out. Holding his hand the goo receded from his body to float right above his hand, before taking the form of his morpher again. Shaking his head, feeling the weight of his darker self vanishing. "This shower you go on ahead, im going to the lab, after this little.... Event, my current project is more needed then I first thought. So all leave you to bathe yourself this time!" Jinta spoke, it was a oddity that he wasn't quite willing to help her bathe herself. This meant the project was actually something that was really that good. But how could it be needed? Never the less Jinta had already decended down the portal stairway into the lab. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | A small side effect of her Light based powers is that she saw the good in everything, whether or not she believed it otherwise. This included seeing her brother's Dark based powers in the highest regard, even though she knew what they could do. She wasn't as naive or oblivious to their roles as she let on, but, yet, it was another side effect of her powers, thus, she never spoke of it. Still, as they returned home, and Jinta actually told her to go alone, she pouted lightly at her twin. Sighing, she smiled lightly, walking towards him before he left for the lab, kissing his cheek softly, smiling brightly to him as she padded off for the bathroom. Waving behind her, she unconsciously swayed her hips as she walked, heading for the shower, saying something before he left., "That was for earlier now, just try and be careful down there, ok?" She left him with that thought as the door closed, hearing him making his way down to his lab, turning the water on while waiting for it to heat up. Stepping in, she sighed, clicking the tab on as the water began to spray over her sticky form, grabbing the nearest wash cloth to start scrubbing the juices off. "Huh...must be something really important down there for him to blow me off like that. Oh well...I'll cut him some slack for today, getting me out of that oven and all," she said to herself, chuckling as she sudded up her body, scrubbing hard enough as she began to feel the cherry juices washing off her arms and chest. Whistling and humming to herself, Canta amused a thought, wondering why, with everything else he was prone to doing, Jinta had yet to install spy cameras in their bathroom. Though, she figured that was due to him being in there when she is 90 of the time, so it might seem pointless. Blushing lightly, she continued to wash, shaking her head a little as she grumbled. "Why am I thinking of this. That oven must have REALLY been hot...." Sighing lightly, she ran the cloth over her back, reaching for the spots her brother usually got for her, working it over the rest of her back and rear, then her legs, feet, and then everywhere else inbetween. Several minutes later, feeling she got every nook it might have been, she washed her hair, lathering it roughly, washing it quickly. Doing one last once over, she turned the water off, reaching for a towel. Wrapping one about herself, and using another to dry her hair, she moved from the bathroom, into her room. Getting some fresh clothing, making a note to fish out her spare school uniform later tonight, Canta left the room, glancing to the door leading to the lab. She stopped herself, shaking her head as she moved for the kitchen, figuring she'd start up dinner for her brother and herself, while he was down there doing god knows what again. "Whatever it is this time, I just hope it doesn't include explosive bits." |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | Jinta gave her credit where it was due, he figured she would figure it out on her own, but admitting it was another thing. Knowing and admitting it was the truth were harsh differences. On that he was quite unwilling to do at least at this point in time. He smiled softly as he descended down the stairs, as he went down he seemed rather down. He always put a happy front up when she was around after transforming but after, when he was alone... Even she didn't know he got like this, it was his own problem to deal with. Every step he took, he felt like he was split in half. On one half of his body, the darkness, the cold and cruel ranger, on the other the kind hearted brother. It would break most people apart, this feeling. Yet Jinta ignored it as he reached the base of the stairs. Moving straight to the work table. His work began, but soon from a large window looking into a work bay, a large black mass moved close. A giant red eye glaring at Ginta from within that black mass. 'Having problems little Jinta?' A voice called out into Jinta's head, earning him the black mass a glare from Jinta as he looked away from his work table. "How many times have I told you to stay the hell out of my head you stupid wyrm. You know full well how to talk with your mouth and that, I haven't sound proofed that glass, for that exact reason...." Jinta spoke as he returned to his work fixing the wiring in his newest toy. There was much that needed to be done with it. He needed to calibrate the transportation mechanism or else what was desired to transport wouldn't transport and get lost. It wasn't helping that the Black Dragon Zord felt chatty. This made Jinta regretful he fixed there vocal channels, then again it was better then hearing a damn voice in his head. That was the one part he disliked. The dragon wouldn't talk to anyone but Jinta for Easy reasons. After all the two shared a fate. Jinta had taken up ignoring it as he worked, spending three hour's working and testing the mechanical object. Using one of his robot he tested it making it transport things two and from. Once he felt that it was ready for a live field test, and it was safe enough to be tested on a human he made his way up the stairs. "Oi, Canta where you at! I got something for you, that we need to test for it to be protected! Your going to like it, especially after this recent event!" Jinta called out as he exited the door to his lab. He held a rather fashionable collar, which wasn't intended for the imagination. But it was made before that thought had ever entered his mind. He did indeed intend to add the electro shock tabs to it later, once he developed them. But it's current function he knew she would like, provided it worked. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | In the time he had been working down in the basement, Canta had gotten dressed, made them plenty of dinner, ate her share and put away Jinta's, cleaned both the kitchen and the living room, and then found her way to the couch. She had sighed as she laid on it, closing her eyes a moment to relax a bit, rubbing her sides, still feeling somewhat sore from earlier, for good reason. As she laid there, her thoughts drifted around different things, though most of them seemed to be of Jinta. Canta grumbled to herself, shifting in her spot as she thought of her twin brother and everything he did, be it for his own amusement, to embarrass her, or even for their own good. She also couldn't deny to herself there was something else there, something she couldn't tell anyone out loud, just because she was unsure, and a little afraid. Though, for now, the girl shook her head, letting those thoughts keep on drifting for now. The female was starting to drift into a light nap when she heard her brother shouting out for her, propping an eye open as she stat up, waving her arm at him, her hand being seen at least. "Over here, Jinta. Sheesh, you've been done there for three hours already. I made dinner for you its in the fridge right now, though I can heat it back up for you if you'd like to eat now." She said, smiling lightly to the boy, seeming to be in a good mood as she got up to look at him. Though, as she looked to what he was holding for her to 'try', she tilted her head, looking to his eyes. "You've been down there making a collar for me?" She asked this simply, while keeping an obscene thoughts out of her head, figuring even Jinta wouldn't go and do something like that to her. She gingerly wrapped her fingers around the fashionable object, looking it over a moment or two, before letting out a big sigh and tying her hair back to keep it out of the way. "I don't know why I'm humoring you with this, but...I'll bite," she starts, as she began to clasp the collar around her neck, making sure it was on well enough, but not too snug for her. She fingered the side, wondering just what it was meant to do that would make her like it, more so what it had to do with what had happened to her today. Taking a deep breath, Canta looked to her twin, locking her eyes with his as she waited for him to show her what this thing was supposed to do for or to her. "I'm sure I'm going to regret this, but...what does it do, exactly, Jinta?" |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | He groaned at the fact she kept track of time, he never did. That was perhaps a flaw but never the less he did as he pleased. He watched he fit it upon her neck, with a grin on his face. He was worried she was going to hit him. He was sure she had seen the dream he had, how ever off it might be. He himself was unsure why he had them, he simply figured it was due to his age and hormones. After all his sister wasn't unpleasing to look at, in the least, even with the scars. He had been prone to sexually harsh her in minor ways, like rear grabbing in the shower. But he never took as much mind to it as she did. It was common for teens his age to be thinking of such, and he always saw her in the nude so there wasn't much surprise to it. "Don't worry you will love it! Even more so after what just happened. You complained before that the monsters keep ripping or destroying your clothes during the fight. So I figured, instead of having to hide clothes at school or run back here, why not create a device that can teleport your clothes to you! Just think of a outfit you have in the closet then tap the small button on the front." Jinta spoke with a grin, she was a Guinea pig, but it was sure that it was safe. Just had to make sure nothing embarrassing happened, in public. He had no idea how embarrassing the next few moments were going to be for her. She was about to reveal a outfit not even he knew she had. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | While she had indeed seen the dream, her version had even drifted on a little further, so, she couldn't fault him as much as herself, so to speak. Though, as he started to explain what it is the collar was for, she looked surprised, and all of her dirty thoughts went away for now. "Wow...really? Huh...and here I thought you were trying to make something dirty " She said with a little grin, touching the sides of the device as she watched Jinta a moment, smiling to him with a look of intrigue in her eye. "Finally, another useful invention from that lab of yours. Hope you've been taking care of my white wolf down there, brother." She said with a grin, as an outfit hit her mind, with a smirk going on her lips. 'Oh, he'll love that one ' She thought to herself, placing her hand near the front, putting her finger on top of the button. "So, just think of any outfit I have and press it, huh? Well, let's see if it does what its supposed to." She mused to her brother as she pressed the button lightly after picturing the outfit in her mind, feeling tingly all over suddenly. The clothing she was wearing now started to glow faintly, as it seemed to change shape, though it was more like it was just switching places with what she had pictured in her mind. Her socks turned into fuzzy leg bands connected to foot paws, light gray in color, joined along with arm bands and paw gloves. Her pants were replaced by fuzzy shorts, showing off the shape of her rear nicely, while her shirt turned into a tube top, covering little more then her breasts, giving him plenty of view of her slender stomach and shape. As the clothing was appearing, the collar seemed to flash a few times, making an odd noise as a pair of furry wolf ears appeared on top of her head, poking up through her hair, as a wolf like tail was poking out through the shorts, moving a little as everything settled, and she stood there in her new outfit. Canta chuckled, grinning to Jinta as she did a spin for him, looking pleased. "Wow! It actually worked! So, what do you think of this outfit, Jinta? I got it a while ago to surprise you on Halloween with." She said softly, as, somehow, one of her ears twitched lightly, as her tail slowly wagged behind her, very much something that shouldn't be happening with normal outfit. "Huh...too bad I didn't have the ears or tail yet, that would make my wolf outfit more complete...." |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | Jinta seemed a tad confused at what she said, though he knew most likely what she spoke of he could play it off without a hint giving him away. "Something dirty? Are you sure that oven didn't heat you up a bit more then you first thought, or did we fall asleep watching the movie channel and another porno come on again?" Jinta asked, no doubt bringing up some interesting memories. He had found her any number of times, laying on the couch asleep, with a large wet spot and a smile on her face, as she had a wet dream. He had actually found her once or twice with her hand in her pants before he woke her up. They were all amusing memories for him, but no doubt embarrassing for her. Once she began speaking of his inventions, she earned herself a glare from him. That was the nerve to strike with him. "Finally useful eh... So what if my inventions have a tendency of blowing up, it's a working progress, and they become useful eventually... As for your wolf, of course I treat it well. I keep them both in top shape, though I do admit I am more gentle with your wolf then the dragon. After all your wolf stays the hell out of my head, and talks with it's mouth." Jinta hissed he was apparently still annoyed by the fact that the dragon was using the mind talk again. That was the major thing Jinta hated, he disliked anyone other then Canta, in his head. Well on occasions, when it wasn't something that would be a problematic, like say making Canta into a dog girl in heat? He watched the flash of light unblinking seeing the change his eyes went wide. As she began to speak he just blinked. He couldn't believe it, it did work, just not exactly the way he expected it. Apparently it had messed with her anatomy and she grew, 'Real' appendages. He could tell they were real to do that. He finally spoke and what he said would no doubt stir emotions. "Canta I knew you were a bitch, but this gives the term a WHOLE new meaning!" Jinta spoke running off to the bathroom nearby grabbing a hand mirror that was in there and running back. He held the mirror up showing her reflection and her ear's on top of her head. "If you look back you will see that you seem rather happy." Jinta spoke referencing how dogs tail's wagged when they were happy. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | While she was unaware of his knowledge of the times she was passed out on the couch, she grumbled a little at the thought, knowing he had seen her the other times, when her hands were in places she didn't want him to see them at. Canta did smiled lightly, though, when he mentioned he was taking care of her wolf, glad he did what he could to keep it in top shape and performance. However, Jinta was shot one hell of a look when he called her a bitch, growling, not unlike a canine would, as she grabbed his shirt and pulled him close. "What did you just sa " Though, she stopped mid sentence, her eyes going wide as she let her brother go, snatching the mirror and looking at the new ears, as they twitched, then lowered to lay against her head as she whimpered lightly. "Oh bother...how the...and the tail and..what...." Using the mirror to glance behind her at the wagging appendage, as it then stopped and stood right up as she flared with anger. She placed the mirror down, before turning to glare daggers at her twin, growling deeply, looking like an attack dog right now. "Jinnnttaaaaaa!" Leaping at him, she pounced him to the ground, sitting on him as she held his shirt tight, pulling him up, her face very close to his. "What the fuck did you do to me!?! You knew something like this would happen, didn't you?" She growled deeply to the male as she locked her eyes on his, as something odd began to change inside of her as well, most likely yet another side effect of her new 'form'. Her body shivered, and her angry stare began to soften, her form seeming to grow hot as she started to pant, her grip weakening just a little through the paw like gloves. "Wha...what...what's going on...I..I feel..hot...." She started to say, gasping as she seemed to press her thighs together, squirming on top of the male. Her eyes softened, looking almost sultry in her stare, as she held his shirt, leaning down as she started to whimper, licking around his mouth, her tongue flicking against his lips, her ears twitching as her tail swayed around, kissing his chin as she rubbed into him, gasping as her cheeks blushed deeply. "What...oh god...I...feel...so...." She started to say, as she seemed to be grinding and rubbing into Jinta more, losing control of her actions, becoming very much un Canta, and much like a horny bitch in heat. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | He knew she would be mad, and he was expecting a fist in the face before she realized it. Yet he narrowly avoided it, he watched he carefully making a short distance between them. He made just he was just out of her arm length for good reason. "Well look on the bright side, guys will think you look like a little puppy?" He was trying to be cute to at least to try and calm her down. Though he was sure that wouldn't help him in the least bit. He had to try at least, before the glare came. Slowly he began to back up not liking the grown. "Now, Canta, calm down girl, no need to get angry. We can fix this, I am sure it isn't a permit change, and there didn't seem to be a malfunction." Jinta spoke, perhaps not the best way to put it. He found himself talking to her like she was a dog. Which was indeed not the most smart thing to do in this particular situation. Unable to escape she got him on the floor, despite the difference in weight she did knock him over due to force. As she pulled him up and literally screamed into his face, disliking the closeness at the moment he responded in full. "If I knew it would happen do you really think I would give it to you!? I told you this was a test just like the morpher getting on upside down! All fix it as long as you give me some time!" As he could suddenly feel her body heat sky rocket. This confused him even more, why would it effect her body heat? Dogs didn't differ from humans in terms of body heat. He felt her thighs come together on his waist. Where she squirmed was not a good place for either of them. If she aroused that part she would indeed rub against something and no doubt if she did, she would smell the thick musk. She began to act more like a dog trying to relay the message she was ready to mate to a male dog. It finally kicked it what was wrong, with her, for some reason, it messed with her hormones to severely it put her into heat. Then again, all sorts of dogs were in heat around so maybe some connection. "Did you have any dirty thoughts about, anything, especially about being a dog, or pet or something like that? Those dormant thoughts in the back of your head might of been read by the machine and when it altered your genetics it made a high level of hormones release putting you into a littoral doggy heat. " Jinta explained trying quite hard to make sure, his little friend downstairs, stayed down. He knew it wouldn't be long before it rose if he couldn't get her off of his lap soon. But he was sure if he tried moving her she would bite him. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | Canta's face was flushed crimson as her body shook in discomfort upon her brother, her hips rocking, as she ground herself against his crotch, whimpering out to him, her eyes half open. The female panted, her ears lying on her head, tail twitching about as she pawed his chest, crying out more, looking down into Jinta's eyes. "I...I might have been...thinking about a dream we shared this morning...but mine continued...where you had me on a collar and leash, treating me like your little pet...." She said to him softly, growling in need as she ground even rougher, trying to get him going, as her hormone levels raised even more, making pheromones raise from her nether regions, her tail fanning it to him, much like a female dog in heat would do to attract a mate. Her movements were full of needy purpose, as she leaned in, licking her brother's chin as she whined in need to him, grinding her crotch hard into his own, rocking and moving against him, showing him what she wanted from her twin. "Please...Jinta...ahhh...I..I NEED it...please...mate me, brother...fuck me like your bitch...." She couldn't believe the things she heard herself saying, to Jinta of all people, her own twin. But she couldn't stop herself, couldn't control her own actions as the hormones over took her mind, telling her what she needed now was a male inside of her, and he would do just fine. Doggirl Canta leaned up more, flicking her tongue quickly over the male's face, before licking his lips, then pressing in to kiss him quickly, kissing him sloppily and deeply, forcing her tongue into his mouth. She kept one paw on him, rubbing and pawing his chest, as the other moved down, slipping under her shorts, rubbing and pressing the paw pads into her currently soaking crotch, having formed a big wet spot on the shorts and possibly his own if it leaked that far. Her hips began to thrust, 'dry' humping his his own hips, her sounds and moans getting louder, as she looked at him in a way she never had, with a sultry, needy stare of a sex craving bitch, kissing him once more as she bit her lip, saying one more thing, as her tail wagged about wildly. "Please...." |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | He should of known that was the answer. Her perverted dream that connected to his odd one. These connections would of no doubt of be the cause. How could he of over looked the possibility that it would effect her genetics? The Teleporter system that he used was designed only for when they were wearing the suits! The Suits themselves had a genetic mechanical anatomy, that was directly connected to there zords. So of course it would effect her genetic makeup, the only reason they weren't affected normally was due to there suits. Then again, Jinta's teleport was unlike hers, his was a direct connection to his natural ability's when he used his morpher. Due to the fact both were designed with different make ups, his was made quite literally excess scales of his zords melted down, that took a life of it's own to protect the zords user. He was cursing himself for his oversight during it's creation. Though he was glad he tested it on her not him, mainly due to the facts of personallity of the animal characteristic. If he took on his zords form then there would be a mass of death, destruction, and chaos. He would indeed become the most dangerous and problematic she could ever face. With her, the most problem was rather a ethical one. Siblings doing such, but a thought did occur to him. If she had really genetically became part canine then perhaps she wouldn't be recipient to his seed. That or even if she did conceive then the child wouldn't have any genetic flaws because from what he remembered. Dogs could mate in family for multiple generations before any genetic flaws began to appear. Wait, what the fuck was he thinking!? He was actually considering this? If he really did it there was no turning back... Then the words came flowing out, 'Please... Jinta... ahhh... I.. I NEED it... please...mate me, brother... fuck me like your bitch....' As a man when he heard that there was no stopping his friend down stairs. How could he, after all it was male instinct to mate as much as possible. As soon as it did he knew that she could feel it, something harder poking out that she rubbed against, though restrained as it was. Jinta took a deep breath, he knew if she didn't she would no doubt go berserk. She was retaining at least some consciousness, but how long that would last was debatable... He didn't know how long the hormones would continue to be release into her. Humans were not supposed to go into heat like that, it could very well destroy her mind. Groaning he knew what he would have to do, to hell with the ethnics of it. He didn't want a dog for a sister! "I get it, I get it... Don't blame me for this later." Jinta spoke moving up quickly, flipping the two of them getting him on top. Jinta reached to her shirt, and in trying to pull it off of her he literally snapped it revealing her bare chest. Apparently she had forgotten to envision her undergarments. Then again all he said was picture clothes, not underwear. His face shot right into her chest, his tongue leaving his mouth, licking over the length of both breasts. He was thinking to himself, that her breasts had grown larger or perhaps it was just him, due to being actually up close to them, and paying more attention. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | Indeed, the increase in hormones were messing with her mind, as they weren't the same hormones a human female would produce, though it was close. It had a similar effect, but to a much stronger degree, as while a female could get sexually needy to the point where nothing else mattered, it was nothing like Canta was now going through. Much like for a female dog, it was something on instinct, something genetically coded that made her want to mate, made her need it. Hopefully, once it was said and done and Jinta gave her what she needed, her mind would be getting back to normal, once her craving was sated. At least, that's what she hoped, with what little of her mind still had conscious thought. Doggirl Canta let out a sharp whine as she felt her brother turning them around, as her back hit the floor and she was pinned under him, panting and shivering to every little touch he gave, feeling like wonderful fire to her skin. As he went about getting through her shirt, letting it fall to the side, she moaned quietly as he pressed himself against her, feeling his head going between her breasts. She moved up one of her 'paws', placing it on his head as she hugged him close, gasping out as she felt his tongue flicking over her. As he licked and teased his muscle along her bare breasts, her body shook more with pleasure, whimpering and growling out softly, as her nipples became hard nubs from his actions, as her body rocked into him a little. She moved one paw to his back, holding him against her as her body rubbed and ground into him as much as it could, wanting more from him as he worked over her chest. "Ahhh...more...Jinta...." She cried out to him, whimpering like a needy puppy as she hooked a leg over his waist, helping to elevate both herself and give him an even better angle at her chest, as her paw traced through his hair, rubbing his head as she whined for more from the male. Shaking her hips a little bit, she started to squirm her way out of the little hip hugging shorts, working it down enough that her bare crotch was hit by the air, holding onto Jinta even tighter. Canta had a feeling she might regret what was to come later, but for now, it was the only thing to get her body to calm down, the heat over taking her as she waited for Jinta to continue. Though, somewhere deep down in her mind, she had wanted this, for a long time, though she could never bring herself to say it to anyone, let alone her twin. Her dream of him, interacting with his own and making it go on was sign of that. So, it could even be that the device, among other things, found that little fantasy n her find and reacted to it, giving her what she wanted, though not exactly how she wanted it. |
Go, go, Twilight Rangers! | It was easy to tell how much stronger it was then humans, just by here shear action. Though humans could be needy for sex it was never like this. A instinctual thing that they absolutely had to have. At least not given the state of the world, the drive to mate and procreate wasn't a big thing. As a race there was a sense that the population was fine, so the drive to procreate on a mass scale wasn't there. Jinta indeed to give her what she needed to go back to normal. Even though he knew that meant he would have to cum inside of her, risking pregnancy. She in her dog mentality wouldn't be satisfied till she knew she had cum inside of her. Though in most cases, having to cum inside might seem a whole lot more pleasant. He could feel every movement of her body, the shear need of the pleasure. Her body was like a inferno, she was burning up, her body heat was at the point a human shouldn't go without being sick. This was a concern for him, but his more concern at the moment was sating her current needs. As he felt her squirming under him out of her shorts, or at least enough to open the path to what was under. His hand slid down her smooth body, till it reached it's goal. Slowly just to tease her he softly rubbed her precious prize. Even though he knew that it was wrong he couldn't pass up the chance to tease her. If he was going to do this, he wanted to have fun. Though she needed it, though she wanted it, he wanted to make sure she was so humiliated at the end of it. "Your quite the dirty bitch you know that? You blame me for this, but your the one who wanted it all along haven't you? A women who lusts after her twin. Well why should I give whats in my pants? Why do 'You deserve it?' Give me one good reason?" Jinta spoke he wanted to ensure she humiliated herself, enough so if he really got addicted to hit, he had something to hold over her had. After all there were cameras all around them. He had installed them for security reasons, though he kept the one in the bathroom turned off at all times. He would only turn it on if he thought something was wrong or people who weren't supposed to be in there, had come. He even had spy camera's outside of the house. So no matter what they had a good field of vision outside of the house and inside. Jinta forced himself off of her and stood on his knees. He dropped his pants revealing quite a well sized member for her. A dark grin on his face, throwing ethnics to the wind, he was going to have fun with it. "Why don't you earn getting it in you? We should 'test you fully,' so why don't we start with your mouth?" Jinta spoke, he wanted her to feel all the emotions of humiliation of willingly blowing her own twin, and enjoying it. |
1X1 Pokemon rp. eragon8864 and I only. | The setting takes place where about 10 pokemon trainers aboard the S.S Anne Cruise ship that is sailing towards the elite four headquarters for a pokemon tournament to see which pokemon trainers will move on to face the elite four last boss which is Lance The Dragon trainer. There are 5 male pokemon trainers and 5 female pokemon trainers that are on the ship now and they all headed to their own cabins to rest up. For the up coming pokemon tournament. That is being held at the elite four headquarters on a beautiful Island that has 3 legendary bird pokemons that fly around the Island to keep an eye on things. The 3 legendary bird pokemons are: Moltress Zapdos, and Aritcuno and all of the male pokemon trainers are after those 3 legendary bird pokemons because their feathers are worth something to the pokemon marts around the pokemon world. It s about 3pm in the afternoon on a nice summer afternoon out like today. None of the pokemon trainers know that one of the elite four members are also on the ship as well and his name is Lance The Dragon Trainer and most of the female pokemon trainers have a crush on him and always flirts with him whenever they can flirt with him. The female pokemon trainer name is Angel and she does not have a crush on Lance at all and tries her best to avoid him as much as she could, but she knew that she d eventually have to talk to him about where all of the pokemon trainers are going to be sleeping at the elite four headquarters. |
1X1 Pokemon rp. eragon8864 and I only. | Angel was done putting all of her suitcases inside her cabin room and she hears the captain saying to everyone on the ship,"Welcome to all of you trainers today we'll be having a special show with a special guest star pokemon Trainer named Lance,he'll show all of you trainers all of his dragon pokemon. How he trained them to do some tricks and stuff like that,it will be happing form about an hour from now,hope you all come and watch this show talk to you all later bye." Angel just rolled her eyes and she sighed and her Vulpix wanted to see who this trainer really does look like and sees how well he trained his dragon pokemons,and she leads Angel out of her cabin and out to the deck of the ship. Angel followed her Vulpix and they both were in the front row and knew that this show will be starting in about 20 minutes from now and she sighed,and hoped that Gary Oak wasn't on this ship at all,because they both each other guts a lot and she sighed. |
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1X1 Pokemon rp. eragon8864 and I only. | eragon8864 said: Click to expand... |
1X1 Pokemon rp. eragon8864 and I only. | Lance heads out of his cabin about 20 minutes early to meet some of the people whom he will be showing off his Pokemon to, and spots a beautiful young girl in the front row, and goes over to her and says, "Hi. I'm Lance. And you are? So what brings you out here to watch a Dragon Pokemon trainer, like myself?" |
1X1 Pokemon rp. eragon8864 and I only. | Angel looks at him and said to him,"My name is Angel,and I've always been curious about dragon pokemon,because I also have a dragon pokemon as well,and it's a dranti and she is about 20 and she'll eventually envolve into a dragonair,that is why I'm here to see how well you trained your pokemons ok." Vulpix slightly growled at Lance and Angel said to her Vulpix,"Enough Vulpix he is not a threat to us at all please be nice ok. Sorry about that I have no idea why my Vulpix growled at you please forgive her ok." |
1X1 Pokemon rp. eragon8864 and I only. | "well, Angel, it is a pleasure to meet you. So what exactly are you curious about dragon types? and don' t worry about it, it is fine." He looks around and says, "It seems like you might be the only person to show up. Gee, that is a bit wierd, was there anything else going on at this time, for entertainment?" |
1X1 Pokemon rp. eragon8864 and I only. | Angel said to Lance,"It's nice to meet you Lance,and here come more people to watch your show ok,don't worry you have about another 20 minutes before you start ok. I'm not sure what I'm a bit curious about dragon type pokemon not sure what I want to ask or know sorry." All of the guests all arrive for the show and Angel heard a fimliar voice and it was none other then Gary Oak and she sighed,and hated his gut so much and she sighed.Gary sits down beside Angel and said to her,"I thought that you wouldn't show up,your pokemons won't stand a chance against any of the elite four pokemons your just as weak as Ash is Angel,and who is this person you are talking to hmm.?"Angel said to Gary,"Thta is Lance and you better watch you say around other trainers,and don't ever compare me to Ash ever again,were both strong pokemon trainers,your nothing but a loser,think you can get any girl you want Gary,well I'm not like the other girls at all so just keep your distants away from me and my pokemons ok."Gary just rolled his eyes and he didn't say anything back to her at all,and waited for the show to start right about now. |
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